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			<title>Walls</title>
			<description>Here I am enclosed,surrounded.Hidden from prying eyes,Hidden from the world.Safe, guarded...Untouchable.Here I am enclosed,surrounded.Its impenetrable,unbreakable...Indestructive.Here I am surrounded,enclosedNo one can enter without rite of passage,No one enters without permission.No one enters.Here..</description>
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			<title>Shadows</title>
			<description>Behind the glitter and the glamor,There lies the shadows.The ones waiting to drag you down Waiting for controlWaiting to be unleashed.The ones hidden in the closet,&amp;nbsp;left in the attic, Hidden in the farthest recess of the basement.Their whispering to you, the ones you try to ignore.You are s..</description>
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			<title>Dark</title>
			<description>The darkness descends.Trying to consume me, to control.I try to fight.I claw, kick, scream.But i can feel my strength seeping, draining...Leaving.As I am devoured </description>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>The dreams are fading now,Among the anguish and the pain.I sit here trying to rememberTrying to hold on.But it is hopeless as I am only delaying theInevitable..I am just waiting for it to fade into nothingness,As it slips through my fingers like grains of sand,Leaving behind hopelessness and despair..</description>
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			<title>The Mirror</title>
			<description>I stand at the edge looking down in the empty, barren, fruitless wasteland,Stretched before me in all its grandeur and glory.Beckoning to me, calling, seducing.The vultures circle above, waiting, watching, praying, hoping, longing,Encouraging.I take a small step forward to the cheer of all those who..</description>
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