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			<title>Yes, She was a broken doll</title>
			<description>People walked through herPeople talked about her,Some had sympathy for herSome had apathy  for her,Some made her funOthers just passed through her,Yes,She was a broken dollSome mended  her clothsSome settled her hairSome just ignored her,Yes,she was a broken doll,Waiting someon..</description>
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			<title>Will see you again</title>
			<description>One more boring winter morning, i woke up with same dull face face with no glow, no happiness , but a hope that i will find  him . I opened my laptop and started searching. Vipul mehta  on facebook, hundreads of people flashed on my screen but none was similar. I found his frnd calling him mehta a..</description>
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