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			<title>Man Falls for Winter</title>
			<description>Mist and cold and ice and snow, closing in on mine dark cabin;each breath of winter cooling the blood yet exciting it all the same.with that perplexing comfort that it brings on snow-dipped brancheswith that strong icy glaze forming around the tips of the roof.Oh how softly thy singing is to mine ea..</description>
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			<title>The Beast I-The Beast and Its Wings</title>
			<description>In darkness begins our mystery;of mist and smoke and fogWhere boy to man our hero becomes,and where friend is made from foeHis birth all quaint and normal like,his parentage hath no claimHis eyes alight with candle brightlike man who has no shameYet till one day he hath not feared,nor learned his fa..</description>
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