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			<title>Childhood Tree</title>
			<description>I have seen everything there is to see.The vastness and beauty of lifefrom the laughter of children tothe scars they have given me.</description>
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			<title>Looking Down</title>
			<description>Driving along the cityand the ocean that envelopsthe population of hopelessemotions that will float away.Dreams of many being shapedinto the clouds that protect&amp;nbsp;the streets from the sightsof a universe of endless possibilities.An unforgiving shieldof human temperamentthat drowns those whogasp f..</description>
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			<title>Decisions</title>
			<description>It is the path that divides,Multiplies, and teases youWith all the possibilities ofExponential futures that willCease to exist before they even had the chance.</description>
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			<title>Press Play</title>
			<description>The air rushes outat my permission.I press the triangle pointing eastand I feel the soundwavesrush through me to my soul.My body is awakened,my mind refreshed,and my being filledwith indescribable vibrations.Careful calculations madeone after the other to makethe music that stuns meand sucks me out ..</description>
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			<title>We'll Just Know</title>
			<description>It is the way she holds me.The way her laugh resonatesthrough the room that I amlucky enough to share with her.I want one day to look over at herand see her staring back at me.In that moment we will both know.We will both know what we mean.What we mean to say, feel, dreamand what we mean, to each ot..</description>
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			<title>Pull Me Closer to You</title>
			<description>Looking into your eyesas you sing beautifully,it is as if I can feelyour emotions flyingthrough the air towards me,along with your beautiful musicYou have captured my attentionand embraced me in your affectionate touchThe way you choose to comfort memakes me feel like you may see mein a romantic lig..</description>
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			<title>Just Different</title>
			<description>Just different they saidYou are just differentWhat if I want to be the same?Or better?Is it such a crime to live lifeHoping for change?Progress is a safe but long roadMy human patience dies long beforeI can escapeBeing different</description>
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