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			<title>Catch Me</title>
			<description>Catch me when I fallFor I'm falling...I'm falling...Stay close behindFor I'm falling...I'm falling...&amp;nbsp;As the world movesFrom under meI begin to stumbleWon't you catch me?I can't see...Where are you?&amp;nbsp;My feet are slippingFrom under meThe floor becomes closer..</description>
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			<title>Crying Myself to Sleep</title>
			<description>And I will cry myself to sleepFor the last timeFor God awaits me in the morningAs the sun crawls upon the skyAnd I will shine just as heLeaving the drowning tears behind meThey&amp;rsquo;re replaced by the rain dropsThat drop slowly and wonderfullyAs if a gift from aboveThey&amp;rsquo;re crowded and lonelyJ..</description>
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			<title>Knowing...</title>
			<description>And there they go,Falling once againInto the depths of the oceans,Into the mouths of sharks.&amp;nbsp;But there they go,Falling once againTogetherInto the arms of strangers.&amp;nbsp;Together they should beBut the world pulls them apartTogether they should beAs they fall into the arms of strangers...</description>
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			<title>Something Comes From Nothing?</title>
			<description>Good comes from something,But something comes from nothing?Nothing must come from something,But something comes from&amp;hellip;Nothing?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh, the thoughts of our mindsThe answers we try to questionHumorous and silly&amp;hellip;Who are we to question?And most importantlyWho are we to answer?&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>For You</title>
			<description>Everyday she fades awayInto something less visibleEveryday she has something to sayBut her lips are tied shut&amp;nbsp;Tears stream.Water strolls.Her hands feel the floorSo that she&amp;rsquo;ll remember where she is,Who she isSearching for some good&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;Pain eases day by dayBut bubbles eve..</description>
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