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			<title>A Frame of Mind</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A Frame of Mind&amp;nbsp;Emotional, but I can&amp;rsquo;t cry.Angry, but I don&amp;rsquo;t tell.Strong, because I have to be.&amp;nbsp;I Love, but I have to hide.I Lead, but I have to follow.I Build, but I have to tear down.I Create, but I am forced to destroy.&amp;nbsp;Excuses, I have mad..</description>
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			<title>Choices</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Choices&amp;nbsp;You are the constantReminder that lifeIs not simple.&amp;nbsp;You make me want toContinue to gravitate TowardsFear of the unknown.&amp;nbsp;Hiding, Running, Evading,Become My way of operation&amp;nbsp;Just to be relieved ofYour influence.</description>
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			<title>Deliverance</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Deliverance&amp;nbsp;In church; I knowYou&amp;rsquo;re supposed to be there &amp;ndash;I suppose?&amp;nbsp;In church, you&amp;rsquo;re theCrutch of the preacher-I suppose?&amp;nbsp;But do I reallyWant to know you?I know that lifeBegins when youcome around &amp;ndash;I suppose?&amp;nbsp;I k..</description>
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			<title>Perplexed</title>
			<description>Perplexed&amp;nbsp;Love is perfectionLove is pain&amp;nbsp;Cursed with unusual affectionTo be or not to be, that is the question&amp;nbsp;Love is realLove is rare&amp;nbsp;Troubled with the journey of discoveryLive right? Live Holy? Why?&amp;nbsp;Love is FreedomLove is Friction&amp;nbsp;Fa..</description>
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			<title>The Shop (Ira's Song)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The Shop (Ira's Song)&amp;nbsp;Strength and PowerBelong to this HouseEquality and BalanceConsume Conversation&amp;nbsp;All who come through the doorAre open to the power of suggestion.Politics, women,Troubles, triumphs,Children, church,Become the common pathOf vehement verb..</description>
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			<title>Desparation's Lament</title>
			<description>I'm SCREAMING!Why won't you here me?&amp;nbsp;I'm Crying?Why can't you hold me?&amp;nbsp;My heart is telling me no;Yet my soul is telling me yes...&amp;nbsp;Giving up!Letting Go!&amp;nbsp;They tell me that you are the answer;Yet I do not understand the secret society of they?&amp;nbsp;Figh..</description>
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