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			<title>The are all boys..</title>
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			<title>They</title>
			<description>They call you pretty, you paint your faceThey think you are funny, you brush your teethThey tell you are amazing, you close your earsThey say you are smart, you smile with your biggest smileThey mean you are special, you close your eyesThey say they love you, you faint on your face!</description>
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			<title>walking with fingers</title>
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