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			<title>Dark Hour</title>
			<description>It's the Dark Hour,The creature is...Waiting at your door.It watches you sleep,It creeps up from behind you.And you never see it.It's the Dark Hour,The ghosts have been...Let free from their graves.They haunt you,And scare you,Until you jump out of your skin.It's the Dark Hour,The vampires have,Awak..</description>
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			<title>Flowers</title>
			<description>Flowers are like angels, floating on clouds.Flowers are like droplets of rain, tiny and delicate.Flowers are like butterflies, alive throughout the year.Flowers are like mothers, caring for the ones in need.Flowers are the most precious things...Flowers, flowers, flowers.</description>
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			<title>Someday</title>
			<description>The clock ticks and tocks all night long.You could hear the rain drops,&amp;nbsp;Pittering and pattering against the window.Your stomach would have that sinking feeling,The feeling like you didn't quite belong.It was almost time for happiness,For the world to be brightened up,For the sun to shine bright..</description>
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