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			<title>Part 1</title>
			<description>It's complicated</description>
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			<title>Who am I?</title>
			<description>To be or not to be that is the question, right?We'll everyday I struggle with this Everyday I ask myself whether I should just be me or whether I should dim my light just a little bitA little bit so that I won't be seenA little bit so that others can also see infrontSo that I won't shine t..</description>
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			<title>...</title>
			<description>Love isn't my forteBut then again I don't know if I can really say that because I've never really experienced it, romantically that is.I've never had the chance to be in love, to be vulnerable and happy with someone, you knowYou may wonder whyMaybe it's coz, like they say, I haven't found ..</description>
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			<title>The Ferris Wheel</title>
			<description>I guess I must have missed the trainI've missed it a couple times nowI've missed it in all its gloryWhere was I? You might askFunny thing is, that is a question that I have asked myself over and over and I still don't know the answerI missed the stop where people fall in love and do craz..</description>
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			<title>Let them flow</title>
			<description>As I break down and cryThese tears flowThey flow because nobody wants meNobody loves meThey flow because I am not favoured like others, I can't get away with s**t my peers are getting away withThey flow because when I think about itI am the black sheep, I am the unwanted childThey flow..</description>
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