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			<title>More Beyond Beautiful</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;MORE BEYOND BEAUTIFULThere are things in life I cannot say,Something BEYOND beautiful in every way..The streets are gold, The water is a bluer blue.Somethings have to be BEYOND than me or you..Still I look up and the sky is greyStill beautiful in every way.&amp;nbsp;But there i..</description>
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			<title>Come</title>
			<description>Questions I ask God everyday...</description>
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			<title>My Mom</title>
			<description>My MomDear mom,Have you ever wounder what goes in my head? Or what I do when I'm in my bed? Did you know that I think of you, rather when I'm outside. Or in school. I love you with all my heart. You will always be a work of art!&amp;nbsp; I know I'm crazy most of the day. But I have time to sit ..</description>
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			<title>How can we be friends?</title>
			<description>I am smart in many waysYou are retarded in too many waysI eat with a fort, knife, spoonYou eat with your hands!I curiously wounder what goes on in that empty headBut still, Nothing is ever said.You are tall and I am short..I get A's And you get snorts!You like greenAnd I ..</description>
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			<title>The Woman at the end</title>
			<description>Everyone knows me as the women in the corner...What is wrong with a name? Is too much to ask?Is it too much for you?There is somethings in life,That has little to love... &amp;nbsp;I want a man by my side, That has nothing but me on his mind.But I'm known as that woman in the cornerT..</description>
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