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			<title>Cemitary</title>
			<description>Cemitarys i walk at night,lookin at every stone,wondering what happend to there pore soles,i wash and clean them,because non of there familys care enough to do so,or there loved ones are gone,just like them,walking threw i see kids stones,some didnt make past day one,makes me sad t..</description>
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