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			<title>Ghost</title>
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			<title>Cold</title>
			<description>DepressionIsa termite in the walls.Youdon't have to see it to know it's there,Eatingaway at the foundation.Thereis an endless, biting chill that lives beneath my skin.Itpermeates the soul,NoIndian summer heat wave could warm the death cold I wear likepawnshop jewelry-Arou..</description>
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