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			<title>She looked like poetry</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;She didn&amp;rsquo;t look sad. She looked like poetry. The one you spent all your life trying to understand, and when you finally think you figure it out, she changes. The meanings change and the rime and all you have left is the one you used to know. She looked melancholic, sad, beautiful and vic..</description>
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			<title>Make a wish</title>
			<description>I want to be the girl that knows how to be herself in new places. I want to be the person that can always be there for the one she loves. I want to be the girl that never gives up. I want to be the girl that always sees the good in people. I want to be the girl that never lets people down. I want to..</description>
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