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			<title>Lonely girl</title>
			<description>This is a poem about a girl who loses her best friend and becomes completely lonely...</description>
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			<title>Father</title>
			<description>Daddy is probably The second best word after mom......</description>
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			<title>Awake at the night</title>
			<description>Night are very special. Many people think that nights are only for sleeping and are valueless but they are very silent and important part of a persons life</description>
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			<title>Spring</title>
			<description>One of four siblings,the youngest of course.Or am I the oldest?Not really sure.I bring new lifeand herald the warmth,but hay fever, too,is in my source.Autumn has colorbut tinged with decay.Some call her Fall.I think she's OK.Not like my bother,cold in his breath.Wi..</description>
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