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			<title>The Happy l'il One</title>
			<description>The shine of the morning sun,	Bounced off the l'il one.Sounded like tinkering bells,	Her laughter.Tak.. Tak..Round and round she went,	Hopping in joy and excitement.For the dreary cold has left,	And in it's place, the warm summer was felt.Tak.. Tak..Lovely;The cute dimples,The red ribbon,The yellow ..</description>
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			<title>Save them, the Wild.</title>
			<description>StripedSoft&amp;nbsp;SmoothLet them tiger&amp;nbsp;be.&amp;nbsp;Not the fur coats.ScalyGreenThickLet them crocs be.Not the handbags.TenderSoft&amp;nbsp;SuppleLet them deer&amp;nbsp;be.Not the meat.GracefulColourfulRoyalLet them peacock&amp;nbsp;be.Not the designer dress.White&amp;nbsp;Pure&amp;nbsp;RegalLet them polars be.Not the ..</description>
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			<title>The Broken Hearts.</title>
			<description>Heart clenchedHead throbbedLips quiveredHands shivered.They were broken-Into he and sheBroken into two, were not only they.Society ,Believed their parents.Love,Believed them.Her pillows:Showered daily.His room:Graced with puffs of smoke.She drowned herself ;In the tear drops off her eyes.He drowned ..</description>
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			<title>The Proposal</title>
			<description>There in her eyes,Stood out the love.Flying, came the ardent desire in him,To make her, his.The floor was kissed by his knee,Her hand, by his lips.The velvet grazed his fingers,Words tumbled out his lips.Words of ;Love,Passion.She,with her:Glazed eyes,Quivering lips,Fluttering heart.As the diamond b..</description>
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