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			<title>Respect</title>
			<description>Father one thing you don't have</description>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;RunFor it is all you can doFleeFor it is all you can hope to beDo not look backOr you will be brought backYour freedom stolen awayRun</description>
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			<title>Shadows Ignorance</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I have long forgottenWhat awaits meI have drifted to farAwayI can no longer rememberHow I came to beThese feelingsNo longer hold any meaningJust an empty huskI have becomeIn my remembranceI will find painSo here in the shadows of ignoranceI will wait&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Girl in the Mirror</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Could it be, could this really beI who is in that mirrorStaring back at me?She has the same nose,cheeks,hair,and teeth,but the thing that means the mosther eyes are not mine.Is that sorrow really there?That loneliness and disspear?That is not meI am fineI am happy...</description>
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			<title>Peace of Mind</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If this is not peace of mind, I don't know what isIf this cannot be a reason why...Then nothing is worth itSleepNo dreamsNo remembered thoughtsIf this is not peaceI can not seewhat else could be</description>
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			<title>Leave me</title>
			<description>To the first guy who ever asked me to dance.</description>
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			<title>Degrade</title>
			<description>No matter what you say, my opinion matters.
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			<title>Freedom's Call</title>
			<description>Father you talk and never listen. Anger is all ways in your wake. This is for you.
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