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			<title>Darkness renders the soul imobile</title>
			<description>Darkness renders the soul immobile. It pulls at our hearts tearing itapart until our breath ceases to be. Fear spreads throughout his body lockinghis joints in place. He could hear the beating of his own heart, panic cloggedhis lungs, and the edges of his vision began to close; darkness was mo..</description>
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			<title>Dead Heart</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;She's dead. And it's all my fault.&amp;quot;</description>
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