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			<title>A Crowded Loft</title>
			<description>Objects are banging fiercelyAgainst the walls of my atticI've filled it with sounds and scenesThat keep on rising and fallingWhen they surrender to manifestationI struggle with light and dustWhen they hide their traceA bitter taste makes my throat chokeWoe to me! ..</description>
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			<title>A Bright Delusion</title>
			<description>A foreigner set about to fetch A star to lighten his dim way Inside his chest a passing wretch Panting for a reviving ray &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sailing he met a grand beacon He asked it for its exact nameIn his despair his hope fell onA fawning glare not to his aim &amp;nbs..</description>
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