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			<title>Touched</title>
			<description>I move around. My skin felt, heart held.</description>
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			<title>Come up</title>
			<description>I am not who you see. I am an essence of my journey through life. I have shaped myself not for you. But for my own being safe. I share my doubts through my experiences. Push you away through my images. Its been my journey. I act to you through me. I have given myself out there completely. Let every ..</description>
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			<title>Journeys</title>
			<description>This is me after a day i spent at an orphanage in North East India. Simply letting it out. </description>
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			<title>Settle</title>
			<description>It happens. When you sit. You settle down. Let all that is vibrating within vibrate. Give it space hold it. Caress in and let it come to peace. Then comes a silence never&amp;nbsp;experienced&amp;nbsp;before. Never heard. So new yet a part that's always been. Then comes a sound. A sound of guidance. Personi..</description>
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			<title>Dance of Pain</title>
			<description>Pain deeper than the eyes. Thoughts wilder cries. There's a soul deep yearning to be unleashed. Closed tightly with wires yet at peace. There is suffering. There is pain. But no regrets. I feel the world around me as a part of existence. Existence that I am no more a part of. I walk along but not wi..</description>
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			<title>A start</title>
			<description>I see hundreds of people around me. Yet nobody with me.&amp;nbsp;I am not scared of darkness. I am scared of being alone in light.&amp;nbsp;I want to jump as high as i can. But not fall deep within my trap.&amp;nbsp;I want to cry. But i am drowning in my own emotions.&amp;nbsp;I am free. Yet chained by my head.&amp;nbs..</description>
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