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			<title>Chance.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Just many crystals of the sugar. I am getting one by another from the table and i put them into my cup. &amp;nbsp;And they are melting. As human's life. With every day. With the thought that maby today i am the happiest person in the world, as maby today i have got the opportunity to see tomorrow'..</description>
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			<title>The Winter Evening</title>
			<description>First snow, white colour around, people, who wear gloves, scarfs and warm caps &amp;mdash; these things create the spirit of winter. It is incredible to sit at home warm, when there is low temperature outside.It's amazing feeling to see and&amp;nbsp;enjoy the&amp;nbsp;winter in my country. It is so good to fe..</description>
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