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			<title>dismissal letter</title>
			<description>a love gone.</description>
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			<title>You.</title>
			<description>There's a piece of me That still lives in youAnd a piece of youI dearly hold on to</description>
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			<title>Losing you.</title>
			<description>These emotions that take over themoment I have you in mypresenceI can't objectthough my heartstill feels the beatingsince the last time you leftthis timeit cries for youtears of pain from losing youPlease tell meyou're here to staytell me that the wordsyou once utteredhave gone awaythat your heart c..</description>
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			<title>Natural Woman</title>
			<description>I opened up my eyesAnd standing there beside meWas himTypicallySome would think this was weirdWhy was he standing beside me when my eyes were closed, but I accepted him being thereHe made me feel lovedLike each moment without his eyes placed on my body&amp;rsquo;s canvas would drive hi..</description>
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			<title>I Don't Know Love</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know Love Well, okay We&amp;rsquo;ve met on few occasions But love Never really  Allowed me to get to know him Or her Either way Love is very private I tried easing my way in And love felt  Frightened If anything I should be the one Who&amp;rsquo;s afraid I don&amp;rsquo;t even know you, love Yet ..</description>
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