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			<title>Moments of Being</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When the gentle wind blowsAnd the waves of little ripplesOn the surface cascade and danceAnd morning glory breaks as if on cueEmerald hued sky With silver on its jarged wingsFleetingly appears reflectedAmid the waves of little ripplesStill cascading in columns of rowsAnd in..</description>
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			<title>Walkman</title>
			<description>I walk in my gardenForth I walk one step and faceThe wind blowing in forceThe light glowing behind meSee I my shadow on the Ground my mind on walkingMy feet one step at a time On grass in my gardenDon't forget I feel The wind blowing on meThe light glowing behindMy shadow a hea..</description>
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			<title>Darkness</title>
			<description>Periods of DarknessDescend upon my soulBattered and bruised I gropeLike a bat bereft of soundThis lonely road to perditionOne hears only one's woesCries of the damnable damnedOne witnesses one seesOne's hell pouring at the seams,Blown by the tempest windas if a wondering fluffN..</description>
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			<title>Experience</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Absolute silenceLevel upright headStay still and just beEnabled you will bePulsing rhythmic lightSee only open eyesFeeding you all nightFrom whence do not ask.</description>
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			<title>love</title>
			<description>SATIRE</description>
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