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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>A sorrowful wish for one person's attention</description>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>Why do we cry?Why do we scream?Why do we laugh?Why do we sing?There is an explanationFor each and all of theseNot only in scienceBut also emotionallyScientists will put reasonLogic and cold, hard factBut poets will put in heartFeelings and all of thatScientists claim science is more importantThan En..</description>
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			<title>The Difference Between the Two</title>
			<description>What's the difference between the two?Between loving and being in love with you?The difference is quite clear to me,Even though it's something you can't see.One is a true emotionA feeling, more than a simple notion.The other is infatuation,It's all in your imagination.</description>
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			<title>When I Think of You</title>
			<description>For All The Moms.</description>
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			<title>Listen to the Words Unspoken</title>
			<description>Everyone has their problems. Sometimes they are just to scared to say them. They need help. So take the chance to reach out to them</description>
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			<title>Dream to Kill</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They did this to me, put me in here, called me &amp;lsquo;insane&amp;rsquo;. &amp;lsquo;Chaseyour dreams&amp;rsquo; and &amp;lsquo;be who you want to be&amp;rsquo;. That&amp;rsquo;s what they said. Now, they say &amp;lsquo;crazy&amp;rsquo;.All I&amp;rsquo;d done, wante..</description>
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