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			<title>Comrades </title>
			<description>	I ran. The only thing I could do was run, as frustrating as it was. I knew staying would only waste my friends' efforts to slow the enemy down before they could reach me. Still, the fact that I was running without helping them bothered me. My lungs painfully gasped for air as I pushed my body to it..</description>
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			<title>Prison Within</title>
			<description>What is thisdark place?I can't get outA light shinesthrough the darkAnd my soul Quivers in hopeFor a secondFor freedom From this dark prison.The light flickers nowPreferring to stayIn a light, good placeUnlike mine.I whisper and I yellBut you c..</description>
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