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			<title>Perpetual Virgin Mother</title>
			<description>Look to the light!Her echoesof spark,traversingthe sky above the sea.Look to Mary!Hervirginity isperpetual,and her gracespour out upon poorsinners!She is the light,in the darkness,leading soulsto her Son;And when we&amp;rsquo;refreed from sin,how muchwe adore her.Praises be to the glory of Our Lady;That..</description>
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			<title>Gloria</title>
			<description>Zeal for The Lordovertook me,but oh, my zealFor The ImmaculateConception!I&amp;rsquo;ve conquered death,in the drab,unending oceansof demonic powers;If only to protect,her holy name. I&amp;rsquo;vesuffered endless deaths;and I will suffer more,If only that her glorywill be magnified,by my works. She isThe D..</description>
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			<title>Petition to Know</title>
			<description>The Spirit of The Lord,overshadowed her;and gifted her conceptionin her womb.Mother of God;To which every generation,calls her blessed.Her lifewas spent in secrecy,The Lord has revealedher lifeto some of thesaints; but I have seenher glory made manifest.Oh, Holy Rosary!Bring me closerto her brillian..</description>
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			<title>Locket</title>
			<description>A key to my heart,for you have allowed meentrance into yours.The Summer's dandelionsare in full bloom here,and the spine of your book,unleashes a dragon.The ships arrive,billowing with wind;their masterswear the skulls ofsaints, upon their flags.Your Catholic skirt,bi..</description>
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