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			<title>Spiritual Pollution </title>
			<description>Don't let this world pollute you,Fill your mind with thoughts that aren't even your own,Fill your soul with values that you don't even hold,Make you beat yourself up for things that aren't even wrong,Make you feel like you don't belong.See, we build walls inside of our minds,Start feeling anxious an..</description>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>Just say hello then say goodbyeThere's no reason for us to write between these linesI wish you wouldn't ask me whyOne day you'll leave me and I'll feel like dyingJust say hello then say goodbyeThere's no reason for us to waste our timeI've been through this so many timesNever is it worth it, it alwa..</description>
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			<title>Moments</title>
			<description>I sit back and I stare in your eyes&amp;nbsp;Wish I could bridge this space that divides&amp;nbsp;We keep searching for the how and the why&amp;nbsp;I keep thinking and I'm starting to cry&amp;nbsp;Baby, you and I, we were born to die&amp;nbsp;That's why we ought to make the most of tonight&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I ain't per..</description>
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			<title>Mountains</title>
			<description>The swift, cold wind pierces my clothes&amp;nbsp;It whistles in my ears and quiets outside voices&amp;nbsp;There are no more voices&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can see for endless miles&amp;nbsp;As if the far away is very near&amp;nbsp;My future now is fully clear&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The rocks, they shift beneath my feet&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Daybreak</title>
			<description>The dim morning light permeates my blanketed eyes&amp;nbsp;Reality sets in as slowly I begin to wake&amp;nbsp;My heart sinks&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As it reaches freefall, I gather myself as best I can&amp;nbsp;I kick some things aside to make a path&amp;nbsp;And I begin my day&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Weightless words sputter f..</description>
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