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			<title>sewing</title>
			<description>just like a cloth is sew..with the help of needle and threadthe four walls scared , lonely , depressed , frustrated, is sewed into my heart with the help of hurt &amp; lies...just like a pattern or design  get stitched to its cloth forever...until &amp; unless someone will come &amp; broke that.....</description>
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			<title>muskurahat kuch kam si aayi hai</title>
			<description>Darti hoon un tanhaiyon se Jo peeche chod ke aayi hoon...darti hoon un raaton se jab kabhi aankh bhar aayi..Teri yaado se...tera zikr hi kaafi hai Jo aaj mere labo pe muskurahat kuch kam si aayi hai.....haalat kuch banjar se hai,nhi pta kha ye manzil jaa rhi...par khi na khi shayad fir..</description>
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