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			<title>birth land </title>
			<description>darkness oh so dark in a world once lostonly light that can be seenis the light of the fire that burnes at the souls of the inaccent the flame that burnes all who dare enter my birth land &amp;nbsp;my people are crule&amp;nbsp;my people are mean my people are freebut not me i am trap..</description>
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			<title>she died </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Love I lost so many years ago Trust that no more can beI lost her to a lie I lie I told&amp;nbsp;I told her I would never give up I told her I would never lieAnd than I did both I lied than she died &amp;nbsp;Someone save her soul The soul I killed Someone save he Something..</description>
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