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			<title>Urma</title>
			<description>You and I are multidimensional Seres. And hereon, if you allow me, we will discuss the plains, sub plains, facts and measures of existence that compose the things within things. We will begin with a particle of carbon&amp;nbsp;named Urma. Earth, in Homo Sapiens tongue.&amp;nbsp;Twenty&amp;nbsp;three and 3/1..</description>
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			<title>The Marsh</title>
			<description>The boy sank deeper, swallowed by the murky water.&amp;nbsp; He fell into the embrace of the murderous liquid, and slowly descended to the bottom. His blood tincturing the brown with red. He had hit his head on a cleat, and tumbled overboard when the man accelerated and propelled the old Dargel forward ..</description>
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