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			<title>The Flower In My Hand</title>
			<description>The flower in my hand&amp;nbsp;Slowly starts to bloomAnd you smile towards meChasing away the gloomThe flower in my hand&amp;nbsp;Slowly starts to growIt creeps towards the lightblooming in the pleasant glowThe flower in my handSlowly starts to witherThe petals fall apartAnd they gently quiverMy hand is now..</description>
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			<title>Insanity</title>
			<description>By every wound and scarI've been down in tears I'm fighting a lost warSurrounded by all my fearsNow, life has taught meThat it's all just a lieAnd at the very endWe're all meant to dieFor quite a long timeI have known you, painAnd by your own handsWere lessons I had to gain..</description>
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			<title>A dead man's wonderland </title>
			<description>This is the land of broken mindsThat they often conceal insideEvery sorrow and pain they hideAre burried here alongside This is the land of broken heartsBe careful, don't make a noise For peace and rest now they reside Cause they never had that choiceThis is the land of broken dr..</description>
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