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			<title>Postman </title>
			<description>The eternal struggle to deliver the mail.</description>
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			<title>Crystal Blue</title>
			<description>From that very first moment you came into this world You opened those eyes of crystal blueAnd I too looked back, and saw youI knew..I knew then that foreverMy life could never be the sameI'd share every aspiration, every hope and every dream.You see a parents love is constant, ..</description>
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			<title>A lovers smile</title>
			<description>The distance is no objectTo how many miles I'd walkJust be be beside you, to cuddle or just to talkYou seeYou mean the world to me I'd walk a thousand miles, just to sit beside you and catch one of those smiles. </description>
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			<title>The shells fall</title>
			<description>Inspired by the indiscriminate shelling of cities during war time. And the helplessness of being on the receiving end </description>
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			<title>A Fathers Tale</title>
			<description>On your knee when I was little with patient ears I&amp;rsquo;d sit and listen.To tales and stories that you&amp;rsquo;d make grow and glisten With warmth, with love you would deliver tales of long walks by the river. Of fishing trips and summer days, long dips in warm and subtle waters clear. Vision..</description>
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