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			<title>ROSE</title>
			<description>One day I saw a rose,In a park near my house.It was red andGrowing in flower bed.It took time&amp;nbsp;To write my rhyme,But the rose grewIn its period of time.In that park I daily play,By seeing that roseI felt happy and gay.It seems to be the most&amp;nbsp;Beautiful rose in the park,Because it's color was..</description>
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			<title>Oh! I whished I'd looked after my hair!</title>
			<description>Oh! I wish I'd looked after my hair,So they would not fall here and there,Golden-brown was their color,Oh! I wish I'd looked after my hair.Now I remember why my mother say,Always tie your hair in a proper way,I wish I've oiled them and massaged them with care,Oh! I wish I'd looked after my hair.I mi..</description>
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