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			<title>Hidden In Summer Mind</title>
			<description>Watchin' the world go by</description>
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			<title>So Cliche</title>
			<description>a poem about moving on, letting go, and finding your way</description>
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			<title>Stay Gold Mini Horse </title>
			<description>It only darkened my soulbecause you used to be goldNow it seems your hearts grown coldbut maybe i&amp;rsquo;m just old newsand all I want to dois jump start the fusebut I&amp;rsquo;ve taken on a heavy massand the darkness just won&amp;rsquo;t passI keep trying to runawayFrom the truth of our dismayBut its hard ..</description>
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			<title>I Only Miss You When It's Dark</title>
			<description>yousaid I was crazyforbelieving in fairytale endings butisn&amp;rsquo;t that what love was made to be?MaybeI&amp;rsquo;m spending too much on dreamingbecauseI feel like such a foolsittingand hoping that you&amp;rsquo;ll call sayingthat you&amp;rsquo;ve changed your mindbut..</description>
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			<title>Lost At Sea</title>
			<description>Living on an island gets lonely sometimesbut I feel it most when they turn off the lightsI gave up saying &quot;someone listen to me&quot;&amp;nbsp;not even a mega phone can awake the seaanyway the fish have nothing to sayAnd the birds just want someone to preyI find its safest to hide in my own caveWhere they ca..</description>
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