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			<title>Oh! A stranger</title>
			<description>In the town of horrorThere comes a strangerTo meet some other strangersCould this be fate Or, may be the submission of form was lateKeeping all the lament and sorrow aside,                                                all he could do was to waitHe always had a trust issue,So he w..</description>
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			<title>Dependent</title>
			<description>when things go in vaini start to talk i go for walkwhy didn't i do this beforemaybe, that is why score zerothey say i did this wrongi did that rightmay be that is why i looked to the left i looked to the rightthere is no one in sight</description>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>knock! knock!why silence budare you out of HUDwhy silence brodid they throwwhy silence son ain't it's already dawn Neither i am not out of HUD nor i have been thrown nor it's dawnthe fact why i am silence in my room is cause i am watching some porn.                     ..</description>
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			<title>NOW I Am 17......</title>
			<description>An enigmatic vibe. This is something energising...What is today?When i woke up first sound i herd of was of cooku . It was like a message from heaven itself. But i was taking things so lightly that i didn't bothered on eying on the changes that were around me. Things were like the small pebbles on..</description>
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