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  <title>L&apos;Étoile d&apos;Amour et la Mort</title>
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  <title>My overview</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So I plan to make this journal completely private. My music side of my life (notice that I don&apos;t say career) is starting to become more serious then I realize and I need to protect several things about myself and others around me from my past to present.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those who are important and curious about my life will be able to read when and what I post in the future and of course from the past. No stalkers, sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are a new or friend or a friend that hasnt been added and would like to be part of my journal experience then feel free to add and I&apos;ll see about adding you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That&apos;s all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;Travis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted via &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/cosysoftware_en/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LiveJournal.app&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <title>sometimes</title>
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  <description>you just know that she should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she&apos;s not perfect. she&apos;s flawed. everyone is. but deep down, she&apos;s so clean and so uncouth. she hasn&apos;t been dismantled and restructured by someone elses thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could show her what it means to be cared for. cared for in a &quot;i care for you because my heart is making me&quot; sort of way. she&apos;s strong and she certainly doesn&apos;t need you. but you could show her another aspect of emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just want to hold her. she carries the world on her shoulders, and you just want your shoulders to carry her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you can never make her understand. if you could, then she wouldn&apos;t be so naturally independent. and then you wouldn&apos;t feel the way you do about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you wait for her to realise it by herself and if she never does, there&apos;s always dying alone.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Saez - Les Condamnés</media:title>
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