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  <title>The key to change... is to let go of fear</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 15:05:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Somewhere Over the Rainbow</title>
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  <description>Hellllloooooo EVERYONE! I’m back home from the states! &lt;br /&gt;If anyone would like to go out to the pub, I’m so in.&lt;br /&gt;My time in the States was fun, of course, but as someone once said… There’s no place like home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear what&apos;s been going on so write me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;[Hexed Private]&quot;&gt;[Hexed private]&lt;br /&gt;I’ve finally returned to Britain. It feels like forever ago that I left, but now is the time for a major overhaul in my life. Enough running away from the problems I caused and beg forgiveness from my friends. They matter the most to me and I need this.&lt;br /&gt;But yes, CHANGE! I’m good at that.&lt;br /&gt;Back to work though, so much as gone on since I left! I hope there’s not a lot of paper wor…[ink blot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow… damn chair… always getting in my way when I’m trying to write and walk. I swear I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;[/private]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;[Private to Remus Lupin]&quot;&gt;[Private to Remus Lupin]&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry. And I know that&apos;s not enough to say for the things I&apos;ve done, but it needed to be said.&amp;nbsp; What will it take to bring our friendship back?&lt;br /&gt;[/private]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 23:02:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Runaway</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Hexed Private to Self&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45);&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve got my things packed&lt;br /&gt; My favorite pillow&lt;br /&gt; Got my sleeping bag&lt;br /&gt; Climb out the window&lt;br /&gt; All the pictures and pain&lt;br /&gt; I left behind&lt;br /&gt; All the freedom and fame&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ve gotta find&lt;br /&gt; And I wonder&lt;br /&gt; How long it&apos;ll take them to notice that I&apos;m gone&lt;br /&gt; And I wonder&lt;br /&gt; How far it&apos;ll take me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; To run away&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; This life makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I was just trying to be myself&lt;br /&gt; You go your way I&apos;ll meet you in hell&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s all these secrets that I shouldn&apos;t tell I&apos;ve got to run away&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s hypocritical of you&lt;br /&gt; Do as you say not as you do&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ll never be your perfect girl&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ve got to run away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I&apos;m too young to be&lt;br /&gt; Taken seriously&lt;br /&gt; But I&apos;m too old to believe&lt;br /&gt; All this hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt; And I wonder&lt;br /&gt; How long it&apos;ll take them to see my bed is made&lt;br /&gt; And I wonder&lt;br /&gt; If I was a mistake&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I might have nowhere left to go&lt;br /&gt; But I know that I cannot go home&lt;br /&gt; These words are strapped inside my head&lt;br /&gt; Tell me to run before I&apos;m dead&lt;br /&gt; Chase the rainbows in my mind&lt;br /&gt; And I will try to stay alive&lt;br /&gt; Maybe the world will know one day&lt;br /&gt; Why won&apos;t you help me run away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; This life makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I could sing for change&lt;br /&gt; On a Paris street&lt;br /&gt; Be a red light dancer&lt;br /&gt; In New Orleans&lt;br /&gt; I could start again&lt;br /&gt; To the family&lt;br /&gt; I could change my name&lt;br /&gt; Come and go as I please&lt;br /&gt; In the dead of night&lt;br /&gt; You&apos;ll wonder where I&apos;ve gone&lt;br /&gt; Wasn&apos;t it you&lt;br /&gt; Wasn&apos;t it you&lt;br /&gt; Wasn&apos;t it you that made me run away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I was just trying to be myself&lt;br /&gt; You go your way I&apos;ll meet you in hell&lt;br /&gt; All these secrets that I shouldn&apos;t tell I&apos;ve got to run away&lt;br /&gt; It&apos;s hypocritical of you&lt;br /&gt; Do as you say not as you do&lt;br /&gt; Never be your perfect girl&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ve got to run away&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; This life makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Run away&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This life makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make no sense to me&lt;br /&gt; It don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;br /&gt; Life don&apos;t make any sense to me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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