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			<title>Tomorrow's Dawn</title>
			<description>All is well-and-good at the start,Until one is in more need of a well,than any good will suffice him.&amp;nbsp;A swift sunrise spills seams of lightinto the lap of sandy shores and rollinghills. Tomorrow's Dawn. Stones cry out and swelllike mighty oceans.Tumbled mountains revere below shapes of&amp;nbsp;sil..</description>
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			<title>To Live is Another</title>
			<description>To proclaim is one thing,To live is another.As hopeless as shooting sand,Or hanging a wishing desire upon the icy black that shrouds stars.Who can rise on the wings of the dawn, or settle on the far side of anything?To compare the beating of a heart to the beating of a drum.What hope..</description>
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