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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>There are secondsWhen the ticking from the clock on the wall Drowns out the beating of your own heartThere are minutes When the echoes of your past threaten to choke you And fill you with a need to forgetThere are hoursWhen the most you can do Is trace the patterns on the floor with your eyesThere a..</description>
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			<title>In a Room</title>
			<description>I'm in a room with faces all roundFaces which stare but make not a soundTrapped in a place where the floor meets the ceilingWith a demonic rhythm that leaves me reeling The empty souls all flock to meAs if I am a sort of unholy deity The footsteps on the carpet pace back and forthPanicked words clam..</description>
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