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			<title>Taken A Fancy At You</title>
			<description>A Personal Experience</description>
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			<title>Unki Yadein</title>
			<description>Unki yadein:Khata thi na unki na humse koi bhul hui ,Fir bhi kyun wo humse juda hui...Kehte the wo ayenge laut,Fir  kyun unse itni der hui....Muskurahat se unke sama tha khilta,Chehre ko dekh dil ko tha sookun milta..Baton me thi wo jadugari ,Jiski asar se pyar ka aasssra milta....</description>
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			<title>She had a boy friend...</title>
			<description>I can remember the day I met you. You were everything I ever wanted, needed and dreamt about. You had the most beautiful smile and you were a caring person. Being with you felt so good, warm and comfortable. When we first met, you treated me like royalty. I remember the lovely text messages daily an..</description>
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