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			<title>Struggle</title>
			<description>The sun is up&amp;nbsp;I must stroll the miles&amp;nbsp;to find my stomach's friendbut, with no optimism.&amp;nbsp;for I am deaf and dumbbut I can hear and speakmy hopes are in the same boat as meand signs can't play a part eitherthe day is getting tiredmy motion is like the tortoisefinally we are on the ring o..</description>
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			<title>Captive Soul</title>
			<description>Fanta Kallay you're so much on your egothat angelic looks of yoursOh!  What an innocent thief you'reJust a glance my soul is caged Innocent me what's the crime in staring? why is my soul being convicted? What a temerity you have after all my try you've made effortlessyou still ..</description>
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