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			<title>Manipulators, Dreams, and Pain Shall Pass</title>
			<description>Clouds like towers, like men of power, come together and confer... They call for a storm and speak of a coming rain. These denizens of mastery manipulate our lives like pieces for play... Let only the weak of heart bow to these slave traders. Those whose' King soars high above will not tremble a..</description>
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			<title>Message To The Queen Of The Underworld And The Ruler Of Corrupt Laws</title>
			<description>My God, does Persephone know no bounds? &amp;hellip;Bedizened w***e. &amp;nbsp;Woe to you, Queen of ill omen! You glare down upon the lawmakers and lawbreakers but you know your place is below. What was the price for your service? A vat of empty souls to accompany you in your eternal sepulture &amp;ndash; a..</description>
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			<title>An Answer - She Who Crushes Dissonance</title>
			<description>Lest the exquisite beauty of all that tempts me, consume me, I set my eyes north.&amp;nbsp;As I search for a solution, I notice an answer; soaring so high above. Ethereal wings of saintly proportions grace her, my answer.&amp;nbsp;Oh God, who is this you've sent? What is this peace that graces me in..</description>
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			<title>A Feast For Two - All Of Existence Witness</title>
			<description>Conservative lies and filth with death - an every day meal. Feast. Welcome Guests.Show me what's true and I'll stamp the false. But relish in grandeur on the blood of Truth. Waste it away. Gorge. Red table cloths hide bloody shoes. A sonnet for the Dead, an elegy for the Living. ..</description>
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			<title>An Eye Set Forth</title>
			<description>A Ship's Captain Goes Down With His Ship But Our Heavenly Almighty Will Not Burn With The Damnation Of Our ExistenceLest His Sacrifice Be In VainThe Savior Has Passed But OnceAmaranthine, Never Again Will His Life Be TakenLike A Dying Man Greeted By His Old Age, Auld Lang Syne, Clasping Hi..</description>
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			<title>A Crumbling End</title>
			<description>Meteors, like cliffs from the encasing of Hell, swarm to the Earth and render Her defenseless. Every tree is aflame, and every mountain is crumbling. The cosmos is tumultuous as the stars, planets and galaxies expand and implode. The day of the Second Coming has arrived. The King of the Universe is ..</description>
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