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			<title>Lonely with Friends</title>
			<description>Crescent moon on my palmsScars on my body partsDeep wounds in my heartPlease don't push me apartagain...No one to love, no one to careIs happiness really so rare?I don't show no one but I'm troubled tooMy life is made of loss and pain, the only hope is youTear me apart, break my heartBut please leav..</description>
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			<title>Dim Street LIghts</title>
			<description>This poem is about a woman who lost her love to death years ago. She finally gathered the courage to go to the place she met him for the very first time and relive that magical experience yet again. </description>
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