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			<title>BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR</title>
			<description> It felt great to be dancing again. After such a long hiatus, it felt that dancing could save her soul. This time, she wanted to submit herself completely to the hypnotic mesmerization she felt every time she danced. She felt glad to be amongst Michael Jackson's posthumous dancing troop. They would ..</description>
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			<title>The Martian</title>
			<description>The wraith was wrath&amp;nbsp;And I think he hated MathFor when I was counting the starsHe held me and took me to MarsOn Mars when my eyes did openHe started laughing, sayin' I was just jokin'For when he threw away his maskHe wasn't a wrath, but a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;mean martian rasca'Tridactyl, with eyes like ..</description>
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