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			<title>The Night</title>
			<description>The night...the 12 hours left of everyday. Isn't meant for all of us.The night was meant for the dreamers. The introverts. The anxious. The fighters. The lovers. The depressed. The addicts. The lonely. The ones at war with themselves.I suppose I could tell you that these are the people that aren't c..</description>
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			<title>Coloring Books</title>
			<description>People are like coloring books-We can choose to live on the edge, and fill ourselves with colorOr keep ourselves hidden from the world, and drown ourselves out with black and white...</description>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>Time. We're constantly worried about running out of it.But the truth is, time doesn't exist. Clocks exist.It's just a figment of imagination to keep us on track.Or at least we think it does.Think about the next time someone tells you &quot;Sorry I'm late.&quot;Simply reply with &quot;It's okay, time doesn't exist...</description>
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