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			<title>zenith</title>
			<description>The droplets of dreams touched the eyes and the warmth of weep induced the fire.The crust craves.The body aches.Mind pumps.Soul thumps.Something more?. Everything left!.The lilac sky changes hazel.What&amp;rsquo;s left?.Just You..Why?.Find out..Where?.The zenith..[A place where you belong]</description>
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			<title>Love. A Language</title>
			<description>How does love speak ?In the faint flush upon the telltaleCheek.And in the palor that succeeds it;by.The quivering lid of an averted eye.The smile that proves the parent to aSigh.Thus doth love speak.How does love speak?By the uneven heartthrobs, and the freak.Of bounding pulse that stand still and a..</description>
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