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			<title>Finishing Line</title>
			<description>Walls around meCrumbling downI wake up every morningTo a dull sunAnd a silent clown.I don't find my wayWhere is that lane?Should I trace backAnd start again?Tell me when I am wrong,Tell me I am badTell me that I am cruelI took away all you had?Those days of dreamDays of love and sleepWe are together..</description>
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			<title>Genie</title>
			<description>On our carpetOf words,We flew all nightLike the nightly birds.Little lamps -Of people&amp;rsquo;s tired nights,A kaleidoscope -Of ordinary dreams and fights.We flew over the rivers,Over the highways,Roping places togetherStrings of grays.We held tightly,Our handsAs we flew on our carpetOver grieving lan..</description>
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