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					<description><![CDATA[new song alert The girl sat sobbing in the shadow of the battered penthouse shed. He tried to catch his breath, bent over, his hands on his knees but keeping a wary eye on the girl, her legs sprawled outward beneath her. She looked up at him, her face contorted and tears streaming down it. [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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					<description><![CDATA[Winter stretched from a time before memory into a future he could no longer imagine. Fear seemed like a dream from a happier time &#8212; a time when there was still something left to lose &#8212; A luxury that had already been spent and borrowed on. Now, there was just winter&#8230; This version adds a [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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