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			<title>Paulina</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;re probably morethan twice my age. And you&amp;rsquo;re married, too.&amp;nbsp;But I&amp;rsquo;m attracted toyou.&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s a little crazy howwe both love to drink coffee.It&amp;rsquo;s a little absurdthat you&amp;rsquo;re a music addict and ..</description>
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			<title>I've Just Opened My Eyes for the First Time</title>
			<description>Friend, imagine wakingup to pixie dust tickling your nose. Imagine witnessing the very moment a beasttransforms into a handsome, young prince. Imagine all the books you&amp;rsquo;ve everread, all the stories you&amp;rsquo;ve ever been told, all the songs you&amp;rsquo;ve ..</description>
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			<title>When I Open the Windows</title>
			<description>It moves my hair The windMy hair twistsAnd turns And spins And tangles&amp;nbsp;I know It&amp;rsquo;ll be theDeath of me But it breathesIt moves It lives&amp;nbsp;And I let it-I let it do &amp;nbsp;What it wants-Let ..</description>
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			<title>Carnival</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ve always wonderedWhat it&amp;rsquo;d be likeWandering alone in themiddle of the streets In the middle of thenight When all the blinds areshut closed and All the streetlights areon andThe occasional carspeeds past you Thirty..</description>
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