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			<title>Sparrow in storm </title>
			<description>Sleeping through storm,  what else could I wish for! </description>
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			<title>Graveyard </title>
			<description>I won't wake up,  not until the knock is on my door. </description>
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			<title>poisnous heaven</title>
			<description>If my eyes could speak about what they see, there'll be tears everywhere.</description>
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			<title>Flesh and bones</title>
			<description>To think of a person as just flesh and bones shall be declared criminal now</description>
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			<title>Tonight speak I will </title>
			<description>If you pick my personal diary, it's a collection of poetry. In this way my thoughts remain safe from people who cannot understand me. </description>
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