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			<title>The process</title>
			<description>Under the burden of moon light As soon as my eyes are closed in search of relief somewhere inside me and when my body is nearly begging for the heat absorbed from it. the war with me has begun, with the bullets of thoughts, rifles of imagination and with the gun powder of dreams. this dengerous and ..</description>
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			<title>Temptation</title>
			<description>He did not know that the temptation of being with her will lead him to the temptation of words.</description>
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			<title>Nightmares are better</title>
			<description>A night that nearly comes in everyones life. Cant explain. Its just a hinch.</description>
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