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			<title>Hope</title>
			<description>My mind wonders to the thoughts of tomorrow as quickly as time comes and quickly fads away. Who am I in your deepest of thoughts, and who do you see me to be as tomorrow comes. Our lives are shaped by the experiences of the past, present, and our hopes and dreams of what tomorrow may bring. But when..</description>
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			<title>Swing with Life</title>
			<description>Your body moves to the sound of years of laughter and tears,An eye that's seen the hand of time.Molding it's beauty into streaks of orate and red&amp;nbsp;Developing a sound that speaks the beauty.As the slow breeze brings it to life i feel as though i can take flight,Into the past or even as far as the..</description>
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			<title>Paint me a picture. Make it of life.</title>
			<description>The roar of the force sending me tumbling through the &amp;nbsp;storm,&amp;nbsp;arage consuming my body ,swaying as if a puppet dancing to the sound of it&amp;rsquo;smasters laughter.&amp;nbsp;I feel a sudden panic in my mind one that strains to be let out,&amp;nbsp;deception sets in and I slowly fade out &amp;hellip;&amp;..</description>
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