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			<title>Hawthorn</title>
			<description>Cedar on the ice blue horizon.Lonely hills shrouded in hawthorne grovescurling over the mantle of snowy white.Tones of a breeze,the solace of trees,lento in winter-borne symphonies.Echoes of a riversweep along the secluded forest of gray.Scarlet clouds streak through the skiesa..</description>
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			<title>Ocean</title>
			<description>Lazing in an unbroken innocence;a whirled undersea, under me.Blazing tides taking hold of ambivalence;a serenity sweeping through the boundless deep.An oceanic labyrinth,rolling in the shadows of the sea.Gazing past an apparent diffidence;a cold melody for remedy.Minding these su..</description>
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			<title>Lune</title>
			<description>Pale gleams flutterupon a lap of fluttering streamsand in a dream, the sun meltsas the moon sets at the end of my bedIsland marooned, the mana consumed,and with ancient runes a song is stitchedas love is woven in the white of wool threads.</description>
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			<title>Watercolor</title>
			<description>Splotches of sky,daubs of fuschia and white idle above.A cottage near the stream, our soft painted dream,and ripples of blue.Watercolors,silver mist blurs the mountainside.Rows of emerald pine, our hidden divine,and beads of limpid dew.Echoes of dawn,a cool gale of the nearing ..</description>
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			<title>Moonset</title>
			<description>Moonset slips beneath a steel sea;crescent sailing on the starless deep.I sketch the hallowed sky in my dream.Sunrise lifts from under the hills,music stirs as dawnlight spills.Horizon bursting,a choir rehearsingrequiems for fallen friends.Moonchild in the lap of a pinesingin..</description>
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