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			<title>What I shouldn't think</title>
			<description>Thoughts of want, sometimes do work out. Even if they aren't supposed to. (Picture of me and an ex)</description>
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			<title>Generation Y</title>
			<description>To everyone who's afraid of my generation, suck on this.</description>
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			<title>The Blind Lead the Blind</title>
			<description>im staring out the windowwishing you knew my nameim staring out the windowwondering if your doing the samewill you know my facewhen i see you for the first timewill you love me all the sameeven if i am blind&amp;nbsp;im hoping youll love meno matter my nameyour touch is haunting..</description>
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			<title>Houston We Have a Problem</title>
			<description>He lived in Houston and I lived four hours away. We saw each other for a total of three days, and that was last year. This is how I'm trying to out run him.</description>
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