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			<title>the eye</title>
			<description>The Sun rays illuminated the face of a girl , casting long dark shadow on the pavement of the hard ground.The Girl likes to brood alone and watch the increasing population of the Redwood Town with chatoyant eyes.Sitting near the top of the mountain peaks, where a cliff is located awaiting to be noti..</description>
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			<title>until you can no more</title>
			<description>I lived a life that was full of choicesBut one thing is a fact, that I never chooseWas to live a life, like a cowering goose,Nor be vigilant like a mighty moose.&amp;nbsp;But it seems like, life holds a truce,That was never fair nor ever trueLike fading rainbow or a tormented..</description>
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