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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>Sometimes it flies byWithout looking backSometimes it slows to a crawlTaking foreverSo importantBut whyIts just numbersChangingEvery now and againNot essentialTo natureWho doesn&amp;rsquo;t reactTo its passingIt is a human conceptCreated for unknown reasons..</description>
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			<title>The Storm</title>
			<description>DarknessFalls softlyUpon the deserted streetsWindMakes the trees quiverWaving to something unseenCloudsDrift across the skyOne by oneThey come fasterAnd gather in front of the moonChoking off its lightThe starsKidnapped by the black entitiesThe darkness of..</description>
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			<title>The Game</title>
			<description>Flashes of lightIlluminate the darknessWhispersSpeak secretsOf the hiddenThudding of feetDashing for coverYellsOf being spottedBy &amp;ldquo;it&amp;rdquo;Bobbing and jerking lightsChase the hiddenFrom the shadowsRunningDown a deserted streetIn the middle of a ..</description>
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			<title>The Dead</title>
			<description>They dartBack and forthAmong the shadowsA whisperA sighA moanComing from nothingThat can be seenAn orbA mass of blacknessA misty faceSend chills up the spine&amp;nbsp;And give goosebumps to the witnessThings of mythThings of mysteryThe UnknownCall ..</description>
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			<title>The Dark</title>
			<description>ShadowsAre its offspringHelping it grow strongFearIs its best weaponCausing people to shiver and shakeUnknownAre its contentsUnknownIs what is hiding withinNightIs its nicknameDayIts enemyEvilIts way of penetrating our inner soulAnything sc..</description>
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			<title>The Bad Three</title>
			<description>RageA fire burningMe from withinHatredA shadow stranglingOut all the light and loveAngerRaging out of controlLike a rushing riverScreaming and yellingAre symptoms of their plagueLike a truth serumThey make me speak my mindRevealing all my secretsI&amp;rsquo;d ..</description>
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			<title>Snow</title>
			<description>Cold wind blowsSnow drifts downA blanket of whiteCovers the brownWe bundle upTo step outsideWe leave footprintsWith every strideWe carve pathsInto the hillsLeaving our markOn their purityWe change the landscapeDotting it with rampsAnd snowmenAs time ma..</description>
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			<title>Halloween</title>
			<description>A full moonRises tonightBathing everythingIn a ghastly lightShadows danceAs trees sway in the windEven by the light of the moonIt&amp;rsquo;s darkDarker than the blackest blackDarker than the night of a new moonThe darkness hides the things moving in the nightMoving t..</description>
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			<title>Gabby's Hair</title>
			<description>Long and lusciousWith a golden sheenSoft and silkyLike satinBeautiful beyond compareIt fans outUnderneath herLike rays of sunlightAlways flowingAlways fallingA never-ending tideFalling across her shouldersHer golden locks of prideThey frame her face so perfe..</description>
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			<title>Deck of Cards</title>
			<description>It has a heartBut no one to loveIt has a diamondBut no one to wedIt has a clubBut doesn&amp;rsquo;t hitIt has a spadeBut doesn&amp;rsquo;t digIt&amp;rsquo;s used for warAnd leisurely fishingIt&amp;rsquo;s used in the living roomAnd sometimes the kitchenIt helps you winIt make..</description>
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