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			<title>My Own Black Mind</title>
			<description>In constant company I may beBut it is as if I am upon the open seaAdrift in my raft, insignificant, a speckDistraught this seems a never ending trek&amp;nbsp;Each day I attempt to calm my moodA constant tempest ill-withstoodBolts of anguish and claps of fearDrops of anxiety mixing with each tear&amp;nbsp;In..</description>
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			<title>The Sound of Lonely Souls</title>
			<description>This cold wind; it cuts, it pierces, it pullsAs I trudge across this freezing plainThe tempest, it howls, the sound of lonely soulsSo long I had marched feeling such painThen I had seen it, in the distance, a lightSo beautiful, so bright, in my hands so warmHope bloomed for an end to my long nightI ..</description>
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