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			<title>So weak and so strong</title>
			<description>My heart doesn't want to be here inside of me for a while.Feels like for the first time he is smarter than my thoughts.For a moment I thought love was about think in someone and their needs before yours.And no matter I confess I don't know how I will stand up again if I loose you. I don't want..</description>
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			<title>Meet me </title>
			<description>Meet me at the streetWhere I can be myselfWhere I like to show who I am I don't care what people thinkI like to set my darkness in my feet And dig it more with beersI like to carry it back to home And then laugh about it with a joint Yes, call me an addict Addict to happinessNeve..</description>
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