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			<title>To a Stranger who became my World....</title>
			<description>I know this is just Clich&amp;eacute;... but new to me.</description>
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			<title>The Gulmohar tree in my Backyard</title>
			<description>For the little girl in me who never grew up...</description>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>It was raining...raining hard...the raindrops falling heavily on my glass window...i could'nt see the world outside...everything was blurred beyond my window....&amp;nbsp;It felt like this rain has the same rhythm...The rhythm of my hurt heart...With the rain...all the emotions i had kept for my own..</description>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>Do i have something to write?? na, but still i feel my heart is so full&amp;nbsp; that i have to let out something...iam not a good writer,never been and i'm sure will never be...but still...am trying to put down my feelings now...i've been reading articles of an&amp;nbsp; writer for the last two weeks...hi..</description>
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			<title>To the Dreamer in Me...</title>
			<description>I met u long back for the first time... maybe soon after i came out of my mother's womb...maybe we started even before that...maybe my mother has given her dreams to me...she might have known that her dreams are going to die soon...to save them, she might have found&amp;nbsp; me at the right time...my d..</description>
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			<title>My Dream</title>
			<description>yes...you are right...i'm living in a dream...a beautiful dream...i dont want to wake up...if&amp;nbsp; am happy, why do u care...and after all ,you say, its for me, my happiness...if what u really want is my happiness...let me be...i havnt let anyone to break into my dream...and if u are sure about thi..</description>
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