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			<title>Torn Dreams</title>
			<description>~ Torn dreamsWhen dreams shatterThe heart hears the noise.When hopes crashI  can feel the mud on the ground.I can hear you speakAnd singA song so beautifulSo enchanting as the full moon.I may not be able to be aroundYet I lingerI waitI sing along.Like the puffy clouds..</description>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>Broken yet brave.She sat in the Starbucks cafe, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The blood stained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf. It seems like yesterday, how happy Nikita felt. Finally the day was close. She was all nerves but quite excited t..</description>
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