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			<title>The Fall</title>
			<description>At the moment of impactMy movement had rustedI became stiffUnless in every senseIt was the way the light hitThat allowed me to seeInto the abyss createdBy my&amp;nbsp;unconscious&amp;nbsp;mindUnaware of how far I had driftedThe darkness set inMarinating in my bodyI felt hollowAnd as the abyss began to close..</description>
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			<title>Authentic</title>
			<description>And the silence hit.The world grew dimAlmost out of focusJust in that moment of existence,the feeling of infinity arose in my frame.It was the epitome of a miracle.&amp;nbsp;Because in the silence,&amp;nbsp;In the dark&amp;nbsp;crevice&amp;nbsp;of that second,I found someone.Me.A familiar yet foreign versionHidden ..</description>
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