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			<title>REFIND</title>
			<description>I turn myselfi  burn myselffor restart my workI recreat myselfneve take a chanceto rediscover myselfnever take a rickfor refind myselfmy mind have a thoughtand i have to  goti have to risei have to wisefor somthing thatmake me to fighti have to loosei have to gainfor ..</description>
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			<title>Thinking Of You</title>
			<description> Just thinking you, with my deep heart,  just want to forget you, with my deep mind i never take the risk, for rember you in a weak i never leave you , because of some true somepeople think he is nervous but my life seems as like a circus sometime i take      the ricksbut i n..</description>
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			<title>Before Pain</title>
			<description>Never show faith in me,don't believe in me,I hated you formany reasons from 1 to 4,I just cried,Lost nothing, except faith.I am still here,While haters are still there,They always come with lotsOf mattersAnd through everything onmy faith like the acidic waterThe marks and..</description>
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			<title>My Rap</title>
			<description>I'm humble because I know  what it feels like-To be at the bottom and  have nobodyNo one, no nothing, nobody believing in youNow look at me..I was down on the ground  with nobodySome in my town said my  sound was a hobbyNow that I'm crowned they're astounded and oddlyThey try and come ..</description>
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