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			<title>The 10 words</title>
			<description>Like those drained words, nothing makes sense, remains only a hollow LETTERThe same harsh noise like the empty UTENSIL,it makes, or even greaterIt is just a TICKLE to your life from the destinyLike the lonely STARFISH,that gleams,always pronouncing our companyThe emotions now, gone SPARSE al..</description>
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			<title>The  Blues</title>
			<description>I don't know what to doHow to make my days go trueNot every moment promises content I finally sense what this always meantCounting minutes , watching them pass me bySitting beside clumsy hours , clueless how to feel thy skyThe depth of worries we tuck and tossHow agonised, all my unple..</description>
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