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			<title>CHAGRIN</title>
			<description>It is the impuissance;not the wounds that pain,in going back in time,to set things right again.Mistaken were the assumptionsand things were not to hide.An attitude that got contorted,and drifted towards the wrong side.Swept by extreme callousness,Inadvertent that it was.Love was desecrated,And hurt ..</description>
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			<title>Is it okay to Love again?</title>
			<description>The bittersweet experiences whiz by,as I go down memory lane.&amp;nbsp;I feel the familiar air, I miss the things I treasured.Is it okay to feel for you again?Some force pulls me back to you,despite all the pain.So it must have been true,Was I the wrong one all the while?Can I still try to start again?I..</description>
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			<title>Seared</title>
			<description>O lady! You maybe corroded on the outside but no force in the world can sear your spirit.</description>
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			<title>What Remains?</title>
			<description>Oceans dry up, lands driftSeasons come and go, sands shift.Among the fleeting stars, the transient suns.Amidst celestial forces, that yet are uncertain,The divine creator, is what remains.Not the noble deeds, not the vicious crimes.Neither eclipses of sorrow nor the glimpses of joy.No, for fancy fac..</description>
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			<title>Love of Hurt</title>
			<description>Innocent love just wanted to help others out of hatred and 'unaffection'. But it gets vanquished by those very spirits. </description>
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