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			<title> DEAD LONG AGO</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All those people? Dead long ago. Most of `em anywayThey ate up all the lead, used so many drugsTheir bodies shot to s**t, they&amp;rsquo;re all deadSome&amp;rsquo;s left, see em once in a while&amp;nbsp;walking down the street,Standing in the rain, trappedStuck on their methadone, lo..</description>
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			<title> LIFE IS A BRIDGE</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Life is a bridge from here to thereto no where to everywherewhile life unfolds, a life untolda stronghold to neverlanddeath decay and morbiditya life exalted, perhaps heralded&amp;nbsp;revealed or reveredto be hidden or biddenit&amp;rsquo;s a life salted bitter sweet,&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>AUTUMN&amp;#2013266066;S BREEZE</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My eyes need to rest on soft colors of natureSoothed by blues &amp;amp; purple flowers with green leavesI need to see maple trees turning red,Queen Anne&amp;rsquo;s Lace runs rampant round here&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve born enough fruit to stay violet for the rest of m..</description>
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