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			<title>Ceasefire</title>
			<description>Calling ceasefire over the wire
Arms ammunitions and you dire
Shoots bombs come along fire
Fights terror till one becomes tire
Ahimsa Mahatma lived in world
People remain united and fold

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			<title>Moon as my love</title>
			<description>Moon is admired for love. I admire Moon as my love. My wife illuminates the moon</description>
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			<title>I Love You</title>
			<description>Many Languages are there in the world. But when you love the other person and in whatever language you express your love, it goes to the other person only as love. I LOVE YOU!</description>
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			<title>Life without your lady</title>
			<description>Suffering without my lady</description>
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