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			<title>Life is a River</title>
			<description>Life is a riverEver flowing, never stopping,Sweeping us along, Whether we consent or not.And like in a river,We can swim, float Or sink. Each choice in life Brings us to each, And we almost allGo through them all.Swimming, floating, sinking.All we can ..</description>
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			<title>The End, One Way or Another</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The moonset early that night, and it was dark for hours before sunrise.&amp;nbsp; It was the dark where shadows move andmonsters roam, and the stars were clearly read.&amp;nbsp; The air was cold, without a hint of wind.&amp;nbsp; Every s..</description>
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			<title>Emerging</title>
			<description>The day dawned cold, ice formed along the cracks in thewindow.&amp;nbsp; Outside, the forest releasedits deathly shadows and brought in a sweeping ray of sunshine.&amp;nbsp; It was pale, but it still felt good on bareskin after the long winter.&amp;nbsp; The new sunhurt my eyes, but after so long we ten..</description>
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