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			<title>The Mystical Hair Ball</title>
			<description>On a cold Christmas morning waking up from a good sleep I&amp;nbsp;walk downstairs waiting for my breakfast to be made.I look on the floor and see a big fur ball I thought it was my mothers hair from when she combs her hair because when she's rushing to go to work she dosn't&amp;nbsp; bother to put it in th..</description>
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			<title>I Will Love You Forever</title>
			<description>I will love you forever more until a door opens we sing no more.You stand on your&amp;nbsp;knee and tell me a cure,you say its very pure.Full of heart, full of soul the next&amp;nbsp; destination will be whole.Its somthing thats made but not from you its made from the heart something that come from just you..</description>
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			<title>Tomorrow Is Not Promised           </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;If I Knew it was the last time I'd see you fall asleep&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'd tuck you in more tightly and pray your soul to keep.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If I knew it was the last time I'd see you out the door,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>My Wish Was You</title>
			<description>I can see you are here but not aboveTheres so many things that go like a doveI fell what you say is trueBut cant it become somthing has nice as you &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They tell me no but i dont listenBecause when i look at you my eyes glistinI can see we are in ..</description>
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