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					<description><![CDATA[<p class="excerpt">The Darkened Wednesday Before the bells, before the waking streets, six wandering worlds move silently above us. And somewhere beyond the morning, the Moon is waiting for the Sun. The morning air is standing still, no bird disturbs the sky. The windows hold a silver chill, the clouds have learned to hide. Six wanderers before the dawn are written in&#8230; <a href="https://blog.snoir.de/archive/11867">Read more &#8594;</a></p>]]></description>
		
		
		
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