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			<title>Solitarium</title>
			<description>I Feel apart Alone I hear wordsbut not meaningI can repeat But won't understandContent without meaningI can speak without feelingI look without seeingI'm cut but not bleedingOut of touch with existenceLoneliness is persistentThe solace is my driveAway from the crowd I thriv..</description>
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			<title>Purple Room</title>
			<description>Royalty and loyalty are the essence of it's existence. In here i'm king, i rule my fantasies and dreams in a kingdom of unimaginable realms.In here the world is tailored, to suit my needs or so it seems, seamless threading and quality blending, of the finest material things and the satisfaction ..</description>
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			<title>Feast </title>
			<description>&quot;barbeque for dinner&quot; said the Devil to the sinner&quot;i'm the host for this roast so here's a toast&quot;.You wouldn't heed the warning, now comes the burningmy gifts were alluring for your soul they were callingfrom night until dawn will be darkness and mourningthe gnashing of teeth from unquench..</description>
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