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			<title>Not Strong Enough</title>
			<description>Appeared we&amp;rsquo;re not strong enough For sacred love and endless laugh. Surrounded by the broken plates, In our kitchen on the floor&amp;nbsp;We aren't perfect soul mates. At least not anymore.</description>
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			<title>Be above</title>
			<description>We've broken something that was meant. You have a heaps of time to spend With pieces, tryin' to put together, With no attention payin' to the weather, The friends, the dances and this all... You'd better stop makin' this whole. Put off your simple boring gown, Then listen carefully to the sound,&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>A walk</title>
			<description>The streets are gray,  I have a chocolate bar  I'm passing by some guys  They singing with guitar  That world is gonna change  To something really good,  They want me to believe them  And I wish I could.  But my chocolate bar is bitter  And my hands are cold as stone  I see the world without its gli..</description>
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			<title>Nothing</title>
			<description>Someone wants to be rich, Someone wants to be loved. All that I need is nothing&amp;nbsp;&amp;#1040;nd nothing - is all I have. I am not jealous people Who have their Greatest Care. Because I love my Nothing Surrounds me everywhere. When I come home at evenings I lock my scratched door, Turn on my tape with..</description>
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			<title>Forget me not</title>
			<description>Your must be sleeping like a child, Your bedroom's quiet just like God's. Though I'm repeating like I'm wild &quot;Forget me not, Forget me not&quot;. With or without my blanket on My bedroom is like Devil's hot, Because your voice in my head's on Repeating &quot;I forgive you not&quot;.</description>
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			<title>Letter from the solid ground</title>
			<description>My story is a lesson task. I supposed to mind myself as a person flying at the aircraft and writing a letter to a friend about it. Professor said to use imagination. You&amp;rsquo;re welcome to check if I did.</description>
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