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			<title>Your Smile</title>
			<description>Your smile,The smile that my eyes crave forAlways yearning for another day Another chance for these eyes to feastuponSuch a glorious sightYour smile,The smile that makes this fragile,little heartBeat with passion, so strongly andfuriouslyAnd with fear, so softly and weakAll..</description>
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			<title>20 Years (Forever, My Mother)</title>
			<description>For my first taste of air. For my first chance to cry. A pain i can't compare. You felt through the night. So red, so fragile. So small, so cold. You held me in your arms not wanting to let go&amp;nbsp;Too young to keep track. Of the time flying by. But a dream has been shattered. Right before your very..</description>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>lost, oh so lostin this jungle of bricks and concreteam nothing but a man so small&amp;nbsp;negativity consumingthe glass&amp;rsquo;s not half emptyit&amp;rsquo;s not even filled at all&amp;nbsp;the mind has grew wearyand the body soon followsresponsibility is such a chore&amp;nbsp;so what&amp;rsquo;s a man, so weak and me..</description>
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