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			<title>The Night Scolds the Self-Isolated</title>
			<description>A reflection that may bring regret to those who disappear from the world wanting to thrive on their own, when people are what gives you real value...</description>
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			<title>Orchideas</title>
			<description>finest&amp;nbsp;I shed&amp;nbsp;In buds, signals of healingyet not of forgivingThough you may thrive on your ownXenia, whiteMiroslava, yellowHanako, blueAriana, pinkMay you be monuments to all my failures</description>
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			<title>Nightmare III</title>
			<description>What is worse than the absence of the beloved one? the beloved one faking its absence...mourning and wasting tears in vain.</description>
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			<title>Nightmare II</title>
			<description>This is a consequence of entrusting your soul to those who present themselves as that which your dreams desire the most. The young and premature ones should be more engulfed on skepticism.</description>
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			<title>Nightmare I</title>
			<description>A Man with a past remorse, secures himself on diversion, away of the night that reveals unfinished deeds that have been taken away by time, jealousy of his own doing, by being resilient on love.</description>
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