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			<title>These Times</title>
			<description>Please pay for my pizzaMy money is merely missingI looked for lose change But my bag is quite bareFighting to feed my familyTime is ticking todayFinding a job is just jinxedExhausting in this economyCarrying on with my carry onSpotting for some spareI am going insanely insaneI got high hopes to end ..</description>
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			<title>The Life in Him</title>
			<description>She looked in his eyes againand she couldn't remember whenthe last time she saw lifeHe wasn't dead insidesomething just wasn't rightShe could tell by his voicethat he made the clear choiceto stay with the booze tonightHe could tell she had enoughbut he wasn't going to give upAnd she watched every da..</description>
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			<title>Love is like </title>
			<description>It's like the oceancalm and soothingIt's like the rainsoft and movingIt's like a firehot and steamingIt's like the sunblazing and gleamingIt's like a knifedeadly and keenIt's like a lionferocious and meanIt's like a crimesneaky and stealthyIt's like a pile of greaseslimy and unhealthyBut if it's wit..</description>
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			<title>Dear God</title>
			<description>One life to live,tell me, is it that easy?I got my bucket list,I'm crossing off 'love deeply'.And I'm not sure I've lived right,but, I did my best.And I want God to know this...I'm not afraid of dying,I'm afraid of leaving.I would be lying,if I said I wasn't trying.I've had my doubts now and then,I ..</description>
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