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			<title>Affection</title>
			<description>affection to a toxic  extremity.. it get's worse.</description>
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			<title>the infinite knowledge of meaning</title>
			<description>He's deliberate and confident in his every move, like perfection. He walks with an easy comfort like the ground is privileged to have him. Like he's not&amp;nbsp;subjected to the laws of physics, like he lives in an enchanted abstract world that surpasses reality. Like he could order every molecule arou..</description>
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			<title>The dawn of captivity</title>
			<description>As I walked slowly&amp;nbsp; out of the damp , dark passageway that carried the hideously displeasing&amp;nbsp; amalgamation of urine and blood, I remembered...&amp;nbsp;I was a young, awkward fifteen-year-old girl with no friends, no self-confidence and no sex-appeal. Or so I thought.&amp;nbsp;I had thin, twig-lik..</description>
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			<title>effortlessly flawless</title>
			<description>He has a mature and secure easiness to his presence. Every inch of him screams utter perfection. He oozes sexiness in a way that's beyond beautiful.&amp;nbsp;The natural ease with which he moves and smiles - everything about the manner in which he naturally exists is drenched in beauty and perfection, o..</description>
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			<title>Beautiful Energy</title>
			<description>As we stand in a seemingly abandoned&amp;nbsp; construction site area, I&amp;nbsp; feel our beautifully passionate energy. &amp;nbsp;It consumes every ounce of my being .&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp; plunges&amp;nbsp; every&amp;nbsp; other thought&amp;nbsp; except that of you and your affection&amp;nbsp; out of my world. It covers the entir..</description>
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			<title>I am me; I like me</title>
			<description>I used to feel a bulging inexplicable urge to stepout of myself and out of my skin. I despised myself .&amp;nbsp;And now I'm encouraged to move into myself, to&amp;nbsp;discover the&amp;nbsp;woman in there. What her strengths are, what her limitations are. &amp;nbsp;What she craves from life and how she'll ensure t..</description>
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