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			<title>reminisce </title>
			<description>I sit on the cold floor of my sunless room. Staring at its sepulchral walls, I wonder if you have been reminiscing, like me. I hear a chippering laughter of a girl in the distance. I miss being that girl, so na&amp;iuml;ve, unworldly.Frail. I trace a finger across the broken skin of my face; my ..</description>
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