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			<title>Harvest Moon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Harvest MoonThinking of you and all we've doneAnd how it could all go wrongWe climbed mountains to see the sunOur love sang to the stars, a new songI knew it was real the day we metOn that express headed for hellSo innocent I was back thenSo much to learn, to understandYour friends laughed, yo..</description>
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			<title>X    Remember</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; RememberI shall remember thee; thy lovely aurae; of mystery When south winds blow, 'oer meadows of snow; so coldWhen windswept billows sweep; 'oer barley leaWhere windrows sleep, 'tween the sheaves; of goldI shall remember thee; where once we strolledWhen warm rains fall, birthing the rainbow..</description>
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			<title>XXV     Bitter Wind</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bitter WindWe was hanging around, friends from the 'ol home townSettin on the cold hard ground, passin T-Bird aroundHad nothin to share but that bottle 'o bird in brown bagHad a star in my eye, she had moonshine in her hairHeh&amp;nbsp; Heh&amp;nbsp; Heh...Feelin no pain reached across the fire..</description>
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			<title>XVII    Adrift   </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; AdriftThey hear the highway&amp;rsquo;s lonesome callThat old white line song of painTheir dream's been dashed beyond recallAdrift in the shadows of darkness; againFlotsam of the open road, running freeMountains today, tomorrow the plainAcross the rivers, adrift as foam in an eddyWheels humming t..</description>
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			<title>XXXI       Lobo</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;LoboThe passing of time, yes it's shamelessYet I'm enamored by the beauty of it allThis lone wolf's wanderings are aimlessWhilst the vision of thee holds me in thrallThe lodestar gleams with the midnight sunWhere the fangs of the peaks cleave the skyThe un named rivers where salmon runAnd the ..</description>
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