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			<title>The Night</title>
			<description>caress me into the arms of the nightblanket me with sheets of days deaththe night is my limelightthis means i'm a starlook up to me yet don't touch meeven a finger is too much meeven as i shine brightstill...i'm sweltered by the nightwatched by the eyes of owlsdancing to howlsthe night is my cowldar..</description>
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