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			<title>Flames of Hope</title>
			<description>It is natural to hope for things but, do we actually get what we hope for. A fresh perspective on hope and what to expect from it. Listen closely ...only then you can hear me ...  </description>
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			<title>Longing Heart ...</title>
			<description>Behind my smile, lay words unsaid.
Words of longing, love, anger and hate.
All repeated inside my head.</description>
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			<title>Life of lies&amp;hellip;</title>
			<description>Some nights I wish I could go back in life. Not to change things, just to feel a couple of things twice.</description>
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			<title>Memories of Midnight</title>
			<description>There's a place between sleep and awake, a place where you will still remember dreaming. . that's where i'll be waiting. . . </description>
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			<title>Silent words</title>
			<description>The melody of unspoken words can only be felt...</description>
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