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			<title>Liberation</title>
			<description>Rustic bricks of red,Relish the journey many a wanderer.Small yet significant in value,The smell of the rich cocoa beans,Cinnamon sticks ready to break fill the soul with a sense of serenity.And yet, what a world it is.Those rustic bricks lead the way to a path in life,Where the soul..</description>
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			<title>The End</title>
			<description>Upon grass coloured paperShowed a sign,Of strenght, courage, resilience, anguish.Thereof a point in time, When all was not lost,But lost were all.Running, racing through a perpetual glory,To end in how it began.Hiding behind masks of fear of the unknown.And what we know,Is it s..</description>
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