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			<title>Restless</title>
			<description>Wandered by the water of the river bank until the sun settled on the horizon. In the sunsets bliss I set my tent and made a fire. The night crept into being like ice melting into water. The forest around me exhaled and shuddered as a cohesive organism. The noises mixing into sheer cahcaufony I frant..</description>
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			<title>If love is an illusion </title>
			<description>A head full of acid fed the moment, I put it in my mind thatI had discovered how to exist within the flashing seconds and experience themto their fullest extent, coming to be within them. In those moments I knew onething with more certainty than anything..</description>
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