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			<title>I died yesterday</title>
			<description>Every child is born with their end already determined. I do not speak of fate. Every child is born with a date tattooed on their arm. This date is when they will die. I was born on the 19th of March, 2043. I am 22 years old today, on the 19th of March 2065. The date which was on my arm when I was bo..</description>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>It is mine to say, but yours to share,That happiness is everywhere.But no worse curse will you ever knowThan one that follows where you go.What follows you all aroundIs never lost, always found.Happiness should incite fearFor it shall take what you hold dear.Your hope, freedom, faith and trustAre wh..</description>
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			<title>Caged</title>
			<description>If you don't like blood, don't read this</description>
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			<title>The curse for madness</title>
			<description>You never know what's around the corner,Especially when you're a kid.I hope if you experience this,You don't do what I did.The first close person you loseIs the one you'll never forget.Though when you lost yours,You were happy with a healthy family, I bet.Time as a child is oh so dear.Though through..</description>
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			<title>A bird with a broken wing</title>
			<description>It's a sad thing, when a bird can't fly. Especially when it's all because of a broken wing. One that Man caused, at that. But you never know what a simple thing, such as a broken wing, could keep a bird from.We begin with the end.&amp;nbsp;A flock of birds, all kinds of birds, rise from the trees and sh..</description>
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