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			<title>Like Ghosts</title>
			<description>If there&amp;rsquo;s one place I&amp;rsquo;d rather beIt&amp;rsquo;s on the edge of my heartTip and fallI see the life, bruised and brokenWith so many dreams, with so many dreamsThose butterfliesThey float like ghostsThey&amp;rsquo;re heart wrenchingAs they burn through meMemories, sweet memories..</description>
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			<title>Skins</title>
			<description>Time could passAnd I could shed&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SkinsTheir cool embrace;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lies-an entrapmentI discard faces&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;masks and body castssaturated with&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;essence of meflesh peels like ..</description>
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			<title>Heart Chambers</title>
			<description>Vibrations pump dead heartsin this haunted place where ghosts roam.They fly inside you, tickle your lungsuntil they burn upcackle.Cavernous walls of the atrium,right or left it doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter,they seize up and grab at youwith greedy hands. Long fingers withspider-like qualiti..</description>
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