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			<description>listen closelyto the susurrus;murmurings of dolors,of existents lingering,soughing languidly,immuredby&amp;nbsp;their temporality.&amp;nbsp;listen&amp;nbsp;withinand&amp;nbsp;you will hear&amp;nbsp;warmth inthe dread. it emits evanescentgloamings; enflamed.&amp;nbsp;young prince,poss..</description>
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			<title>tu fui ego eris</title>
			<description>tender motherof hallowed heart:never thought to endure,never thoughtto remainin a reality&amp;nbsp;where i walk&amp;nbsp;upon soil,where i continue&amp;nbsp;upon earthin a reality&amp;nbsp;where you lie&amp;nbsp;deeply hidden,where you rest &amp;nbsp;deeply buried&amp;nbsp;in your new,&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>father, hallowed be thy name</title>
			<description>i.slight,amber bottlelying, veiled:peaking through cotton sheathes.it pleads delicately, soi take it.and i saw how Mom would always throw you out and away.and yethow frailyou feel, with such care misplaced.and i askwhy on Earth would you ever will th..</description>
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