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			<title>Coming in and out of Being</title>
			<description>Darkness, a shapeless shadowIt lured you in,Into its promising blackness you tiptoedAnd took cover under itOut of reach the pouring pain it would KeepIn the private echoes of your soulYour mind wandered offAll sitting quietlyWaves of loneliness swirling and Tightening on your neck ..</description>
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			<title>She  loved  him</title>
			<description>He roughly grabs her wrist and she winces at his cold touch. Her eyes drop to his hand that is now holding her even tighter than it was a few seconds ago. She gasps and a hint of fear makes its entrance into her glacial eyes. She feels as if her fragile wrist is about to shatter into tiny little pie..</description>
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