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			<title>Remember</title>
			<description>Do you rememberAll of the good times we had,and all of the bad?</description>
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			<title>21 December 2012,18:00 </title>
			<description>A setting sun, a rising moon,Air thick with definite doom.The sting of a mighty iron beast,Rings through the sky without cease.The day has come, The newspapers read,The day humanity,suffers fatal bloodshed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Poverty vs. USA</title>
			<description>A dry scorching sun,hunters with no gun.Ladies with barrelstrek miles of perils. Sandals made of old bottle,and a torn tarp to model.&amp;nbsp;A new SUV,blasting the AC.Cell phone is ringing,Party tonight, what are you bringing?A loud televisionblasting co..</description>
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			<title>Airport</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;slouch&amp;nbsp;in one of the firm plastic chairs that fill the waiting area.To my right, a wrinkly man slurps on his coffee. His chins stack on top of eachother, bearing bristles of mangy hair, rough and unkempt like an abandonedgarden. Steami..</description>
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			<title>Spring</title>
			<description>Very Raw but whatevs</description>
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			<title>A Brand New Heart</title>
			<description>There was a time when everything was right,&amp;nbsp;When you kept me safe, and held me tight.&amp;nbsp;Ever since then we've been falling apart.Can we try again?&amp;nbsp;Go back to the start?I don't want to hurt you,You have left my heart sore.I never thought it would come to this before.The end of the road,&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Aspen</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&quot;Lifeis only so long. Once you're in, there is no way out. You can't turn around,rewind or replay. It's every man for himself. It's a place where power corruptsminds; Peace and justice are a thing of the past. If you stand in the pat..</description>
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