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			<title>The Rain</title>
			<description>You restore, you reinvigorate,Unstinting; give life.You destroy, you refrain,Stubborn; take life.&amp;nbsp;Rain O rain,Thy blessing, thy sting&amp;hellip;-AfterTim-http://after-tim.blogspot.com</description>
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			<title>That Place</title>
			<description>A birth ends,Another begins.All is remembered, all is forgotten.From struggle to splendour,From feeble to forever.All is remembered, all is forgotten.Will we learn todayFrom all whom have, the path, lay.Will we turn the clocks of yesterdayAnd have it another way.To learn to forget,To learn to rememb..</description>
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			<title>Pride</title>
			<description>O, what is prideThat we holdeth onto it.&amp;lsquo;Tis as dew naked in the sunlight,A beautified bouquet, fresh trim&amp;rsquo;d,A flame flickering in the roaring rain..A mere feeble flamboyance;That withers as swiftly as breeze through our fingers..O, what is prideThat we holdeth onto it.-AfterTim-http://a..</description>
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