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			<title>My best friend's sister</title>
			<description>I gotta' phone call today morning,from my best friend,he cried all the 6 min and 38 seconds'and yet, didn't find peace,because it was a dead-end.A dead-end of Emma,My best friend's sister.And he loves her so muchas he got no one but her.And he got me,yeah me, for i was the only one to take his call ..</description>
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			<title>I am divine</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My eyes are divine&amp;nbsp;As they can see a flying bird in this&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enormous sky;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Open wide wings, floating in high wind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>The previous night</title>
			<description>The dawn came with weird thingshappening, or was it the sunlight?maybe i was too dark to take it,dark, deep down in my feelings.I slept all night in a weird way,i was unconscious, as the situation dragged meto its own field, dark, as it was.But i wanted to run away.I wanted to run away from you,I wa..</description>
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			<title>Betrayed Love</title>
			<description>If you've drank too much of a wine bottle,And still can not forget your betrayed love.come, have a handful of water, andsplash it to your face, rub your eyes, andbe fresh, be gentle, be generous,and seat alone to feel the pain.seat alone, seat alone, close you eyes.for how much? well, i don't know!f..</description>
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			<title>Immature Love</title>
			<description>I've sat all the afternoon,At the edge wall of my terrace.till it became darkFrom east to west,horizon rubbed all the colors of day,And make me feel the same.it is the time to come back to my nest.My deep dark room stopped me at the door,as i unlocked it, i stunned!it was like the truth,be hard, har..</description>
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