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					<description><![CDATA[<p class="excerpt">Sleepless Sleepless by the fire glow, my mind is running wild,Reading all the poets, every thought so soft and quiet.So much left to say, though the words just fade away,Trying to hold the meaning, but it slips from me each day. Searching for a truth I can’t quite name,Catching every spark before it breaks.I breathe it in, let it circle&#8230; <a href="https://blog.snoir.de/archive/10716">Read more &#8594;</a></p>]]></description>
		
		
		
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