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			<title>At Your Final Hour</title>
			<description>When&amp;nbsp;I come to greet you, Knocking uponmy doorI embrace you in my armsas i lead the way.I carry you away to'A better place.'Through your shrieks and moans,your pleads to stayI give you a reassuring smileand continue upon my way.Along the way we take atrip down memory&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Life's a beach</title>
			<description>Life&amp;nbsp;is a beachawesomw wavesthat roll off and come backto crash against the surfseashells uncoveredstories to be told&amp;nbsp;Death is still a mystery&amp;nbsp;The only difference betweenlife and deathis the mark it make&amp;nbsp;Life suxLife rocksLife bitesand it blowsha..</description>
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