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	<title>He was born a Scentless Apprentice</title>
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		<title>Domesticated Life on the Road</title>
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		<description>I'll play you a song I'll make my guitar sing You can follow along If it's what you want to be 

Ohhhh, what to do? I'm just sitting here, thinking of you. And nothing seems to go away from yesterday. And now I think I'm dying. Because I hear you crying. And I've found out What I don't know I know..... What I don't know I show. 

The images vanish away, right from under my tongue. I wish we could fly away, and play under this sun. We don't know it. But we can feel. I hope I ... more  </description>
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		<title>Yeah, my first poem in awhile. </title>
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		<description>There's a lot of things I'd love to draw  But upon my prescence the scene I saw Was oh too harsh so I moved on  
Into the woods that have since long gone. Travel on into the wind With stamps and letters it's love I send To the towns back home that I've forgotten But they found me and shot me spot on Now as my blood flows into the creeks  I see the scene I was searching to seek Into the sky a fall bird flies. A bullet shot, it falls and dies. Onto my lap, as I lay ... more  </description>
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		<title>The Czar's Rhythm </title>
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		<description>Let's get on upTo get ready for the downLight your smokesWe're headin' out to townOh the soundBreaking away from my earsAs we speakIn the corner of my eyesI can hear a little leak.Well we'll move on outSo you can move inIf you're not dizzy yetLet's give you a spinCrazy, psychedelicHazy, an old relicSitting int he back of this carLovin' as we create the scarThe scar of a journeyThe scar well livedAbove par from the restThe czar's shindigAin't got nothing, if you've got meYou've got nothing, you'll come to see</description>
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