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			<title>Depths 2</title>
			<description>2.Iwalked. Next to the cliff where I could hear the waves crushingagainst the black sharp rocks.I&amp;nbsp; shivered. The wind wasstiff and cold and wet, quickly draining every bit of warmth from mybody. I needed to get fresh air. Well, the air was very fresh. Infact, it was horribly cold. T..</description>
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			<title>Depths</title>
			<description>1.It was one of those days when nothing fits your mood and you just go with the flow. I was staring out of the window right into the sea where the waves were crushing and their constant noise filled the air. Ultramarine meets turquoise meets white and green. Oh how the sea makes my mind go, to world..</description>
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