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			<title>Love Me Like I Love You</title>
			<description>The sidewalk is paved with dreams please share a dream with meI love you and it's trueplease don't turn me any more blueim frozen and I love youplease don't leave me aloneto live with himspare me a note band love me like I love you</description>
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			<title>A Mothers Love</title>
			<description>Mother where are youwhat have I done I need some of your wisdome&amp;nbsp;We talk it all outwithout doubtyou get me through it &amp;nbsp;and thats why I love you</description>
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			<title>It's Time to Run</title>
			<description>Run run run like the wind</description>
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			<title>Rockbottom</title>
			<description>When you hit rockbottom it feels like this ......</description>
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			<title>Where is Change</title>
			<description>Whty isn't change at my door</description>
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			<title>Countryside </title>
			<description>The country side willowed with its dry air and the bugs flew and crawled on me. The south was a perfect place for me you could ride a motor fish and hunt all in the same day. We went down to the town in our pick up truck with a dead dear on the side of the road with flies and maggots eatin at its in..</description>
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			<title>prada kills the sun</title>
			<description>can a girl kill the sun with prada shoes</description>
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