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CD 1 |
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Title |
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Time |
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Info |
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| 1 |
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They look like a flying beak with wings and a little tail. |
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29:16 |
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| 2 |
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A city that hovers in the air, alien, not of this earth, pale, white, like the mist. |
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29:07 |
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Total time |
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58:23 |
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CD 2 |
| # |
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Title |
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Time |
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Info |
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| 1 |
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She's stepping in. She's sinking, very slowly, her waist, her neck, her hair, floating, now that's gone...all gone. |
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35:11 |
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| 2 |
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Hmm, these shadows have very unappealing shapes. I hope there are no hungry soul snatchers in here. |
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28:37 |
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Total time |
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63:48 |
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