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			<title>Dry Conversations</title>
			<description>Children squeak scratchy toy violinsa relentless chorus of withering &amp;ldquo;Twinkle Twinkle&amp;rdquo;s inhundreds of keystheir parents stare at glossy phonescringing prideor maybe boredom.&amp;nbsp;Dry conversationsempty &amp;ldquo;how are you&amp;rdquo;s..</description>
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			<title>[Woven World]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I can only meet you with a granite starea mark of my own failure to give&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;[giveback]&amp;nbsp;Chasming with reluctance.&amp;nbsp;Why do I think of the red fox?The northern pacific mountains, umbrellaed in evergreens.That backpa..</description>
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