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			<title>Thunder</title>
			<description>It was the fourth monsoon after that dreadful day. Sincethen my mother and I weren't on talking terms. In fact, had barely spoken toeach other.I know Iwas at fault but I had never gotten any chance to correctthe wrong. As the wrong was too much to become a right. But I too was helpless.O..</description>
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			<title>Blooming Flower</title>
			<description>&quot;Way of life we all go through at least once.&quot;</description>
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			<title>Perspective</title>
			<description>This poem has two sides. It follows the idea of whether &quot;a glass is half-full or half-empty&quot;.
The first thought that occurs to you is your state of mind. </description>
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