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			<title>Rushing water</title>
			<description>This one , this one belong to the rushing waterI think, and the feeling of the waterfallFalling through your fingertipShe is the sound of the riverFlowing undulating down its pathDancing under the light of sunThe water movesAnd the path changes and She continues on,Carving her way ..</description>
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			<title>Pain</title>
			<description>Wait for me few minutes more, please don't leave me alone I am dying from all this loneliness, it's killing me from inside I am taking a slow poison through my throat voluntary but not wished and the death awarded is not a silent one it's painful it's miserable it like stabbing  knife one af..</description>
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			<title>Nothing is changed but something is</title>
			<description>The Falling drop of rain accompany my following tearsThat come out remembering the pastThe past that I thought I have successfully buried deep inside me but it's coming back to me in the silence of the dawnmemories of our shared momentThose innocent talks, long callsprose of praise..</description>
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