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			<title>Pieces of Me</title>
			<description>Pieces of meYou only think to seeWhat you wantNot what isScreaming love in one handAnd regret in the otherOnly brings misery forUs togetherAm I the only one to see That YOUR love ran its course and is not meant to be?Love is patientLove is not brokenLove does not leave thin..</description>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>Mostdays I wakeHavingdreamt of you -&amp;nbsp;Sometimeswith tears,Sometimeswith smiles.&amp;nbsp;Youfill my heart and soulWithlove,AnticipationAndthe joyOfloving you again.&amp;nbsp;ForeverThistime.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It'sthe simple touchOrwideni..</description>
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			<title>Five Years</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I'vegot airplane rides,HotelstaysAlmostevery night.&amp;nbsp;Someonestole my shoesButI gotTimeto killAnda bottle of booze.&amp;nbsp;Oh,&amp;nbsp;Soit's a new night babeGota phone thatWon'tringAndtoo many television waves.&amp;nbsp;I'm..</description>
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			<title>Stones</title>
			<description>ThestonesThatget buried byTheseaAlwaysseem to find their way&amp;nbsp;Tothe shores edge.&amp;nbsp;Batteredand tossedTheysilently play a partThatI don't yet understand.&amp;nbsp;Isoftly pick them up,Oneby one,Tossthem across the oceans ceiling -Ba..</description>
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			<title>Sleep</title>
			<description>Outside Virginiawhere Maryland hidesjust beyondNew York Cityand carnival rides,there&amp;rsquo;s a girlout therecoveredin smiles,she falls asleeplike an angel,almost instantly,and whispers herthoughts quietlyto the pillow.She&amp;rsquo;s redisc..</description>
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			<title>Morning</title>
			<description>Inthe morning sunSheglistened -&amp;nbsp;Likean angel had kissedHergolden skinAndbrought her hereFormeTolove, honor, protectAndrespect.&amp;nbsp;Shehad me withThefirst smileAndGentletouch on my arm.&amp;nbsp;AwakenedIsmy heart, soul and&amp;nbsp;Mind.&amp;nbsp;I'vebeen in love&amp;nbsp;For6,792d..</description>
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			<title>Emily</title>
			<description>Socolor me inWithyour love -&amp;nbsp;Giveme a blue skyGiveme a warm sunSingme a melody on the radio.&amp;nbsp;HoldonTopieces of meDrowneddown inTheseas of painLongago forgotten.&amp;nbsp;I'mgonna needSomeof that love you makeTohold me to..</description>
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