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			<title>At An Impasse</title>
			<description>																		i.In ancient times, I imagine us in Greece.You are the balcony that overlooks the citadel, and NeroIs perched upon your shoulders. His eyesLight up with the fireThat grounds the city to ashes;His fingers pluck idly at the strings of his lyre.I am but an in..</description>
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