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      <description>The golden shining higher being of this one is easily rendered foggy and out-of-focus these days when the last full night of sleep is a barely half-assed guesstimate for remembrance.</description>
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      <description>This is my story. There are many like it, but this one is mine.</description>
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      <description>i come across a new sparkly piece of the puzzle of unidentified wide beyond every day. it also takes over. most of my time alone is spent gazing into the screen.</description>
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