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			<title>Puppet Show</title>
			<description>Can you hate a cd playing over and over again, when you're the one pressing the play button?</description>
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			<title>Seven Minutes</title>
			<description>Not all of high school sucks....</description>
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			<title>Light up my World</title>
			<description>Open the door, open my eyes, leave nothing undone, leave no surprise</description>
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			<title>Chained to the World</title>
			<description>All the colors have been washed from the world, a world filled with ignorance and spite...to reach the place where we need to be we may need that lift from above....but you always must be careful what you wish for</description>
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			<title>Perfect</title>
			<description>And all the little girls in the world played dress up with their barbies, knowing exactly who they wanted to grow up to be....</description>
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			<title>Paths</title>
			<description>When you see that you want to travel down every path life presents you with just to find yourself, you end up tearing yourself apart...</description>
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			<title>Voices</title>
			<description>We all want those who hold us close, even if those that do can't exactly 'hold' us at all</description>
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			<title>Living in the Family Line</title>
			<description>She's the woman at the bus stop, the one meeting him in a dark alley, sneaking behind corners, the one whose perfume he smells like when he comes home...the one you hate, but are strange drawn to...to study, to know, to someday be...the other woman</description>
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			<title>She&amp;#2013266066;s White, He&amp;#2013266066;s Brown&amp;#2013266053;.Wait, what are you?</title>
			<description>You don't always want to own up to what you are...but when you do sometimes the hardest evidence against you is the face you'll find in the mirror...</description>
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			<title>I'm sorry?</title>
			<description>Does life hold a rhyme or reason? Is there really any cause or justification to the way we hurt the ones who keep coming back? And if the truth is that there really is no base to I'm sorry, Are any of us really sorry at all?</description>
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			<title>Passing Numbers</title>
			<description>When ever the phone rings hurry to answer, you never know who might be on the other end of the line...Sometimes those who you never expect to see again will ahow up in those you've never even met... a short monologue</description>
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