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			<title>Soft Melody </title>
			<description>oh, sweet love. </description>
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			<title>Dear Dreams</title>
			<description>A bittersweet relationship </description>
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			<title>Unseen Reality</title>
			<description>Unseen Reality&amp;nbsp;Gold touches create the unseen,Fear brings back the fake reality.Look away.Doubt pretends to be your friend; slowing crushing unseencertainty,Gratitude awakes, cleaning up the scattered,Faith becomes your only friend..</description>
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			<title>Shadowed Pain</title>
			<description>Shadowed Pain&amp;nbsp;The staining image refuses to go.It remains recurring in my mind,How revealing,How bewildering. Your arms wrapped around her,Your hands touching her,And I simply observing. Yet my figure not present, my mind see..</description>
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			<title>Precious Soul</title>
			<description>Precious Soul&amp;nbsp;It only exist where youallow it to go,Flowing, growing andbecoming inevitable,Streaming through thedepth of your soul, sitting in the core of your gut, and rising gracefully inthe roots of your heart,It follows and bree..</description>
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			<title>Leftover Fish</title>
			<description>Leftover fish&amp;nbsp;Leftover fish, and this can of corn and beets, bring mebliss,&amp;nbsp;Sushi sounds nice,A night out in the city drowned by lights, &amp;nbsp;The tart corn and sweet beets are as pleasing.&amp;nbsp;The white walls, sunny ..</description>
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			<title>Indian Lords Sang</title>
			<description>The Indian lords sang&amp;nbsp;The Indian lords sang, They sang with their hearts, a tune that onlythey understood. &amp;nbsp;The song filled the dark night,Quieting crickets,Creating a breeze, a whispering breeze,&amp;nbsp;The waves of the..</description>
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