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			<title>Dark to light</title>
			<description>Emotion we thought it ends and stays there.</description>
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			<title>Choices we made</title>
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			<title>When love is not all about sex</title>
			<description>A memory cherished which broke down the cherrys</description>
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			<title>as he simpy</title>
			<description>			Ashe simply,		gavea warm hug from the back that transit my feelings way up in the sky		reassuringthe same old emotions I folded beneath that skin.		Itis like a beautiful strings of emotions, so genuine, so authentic 		runsinside your system like fireball 		heat..</description>
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			<title>Old Man's Nostalgia</title>
			<description>The man who showed the skin of my poem and excites every word of its meaning</description>
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