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	<title>Comments on: Lord Lloigor Full MODology as a torrent (update)</title>
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	<description>::Wonderful Human Beings with an Electronic Core ::</description>
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		<title>By: cyberreality</title>
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		<dc:creator>cyberreality</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 10:48:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>this is absolutely ultimate newz!! thx!! 
i can upload everything on my server forever, if someone want this stuff later ...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>this is absolutely ultimate newz!! thx!!<br />
i can upload everything on my server forever, if someone want this stuff later &#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Matthias O</title>
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		<dc:creator>Matthias O</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 02:21:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When the ability to write finally comes, so does the realization that there is nothing to say. Dying "artists" and their decaying sound? These memories are of no interest. The cool breeze against my face, the snowflakes under my feet, the stars above my head, these are worth paying attention to... All myself, always singing in silence, forever dancing without moving, shining, shining... Gratitude, infinite gratitude...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When the ability to write finally comes, so does the realization that there is nothing to say. Dying &#8220;artists&#8221; and their decaying sound? These memories are of no interest. The cool breeze against my face, the snowflakes under my feet, the stars above my head, these are worth paying attention to&#8230; All myself, always singing in silence, forever dancing without moving, shining, shining&#8230; Gratitude, infinite gratitude&#8230;</p>
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