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			<title>I Won the War</title>
			<description>I won the war that we started long ago,I grasped Victory, dragging her kicking; screaming in tow.I let out a laugh, raspy and short,I walked by laughing at your small sheltered fort.I crushed the lilies strewn in the grass,I felt your peace within my grasp.I made my way through the col..</description>
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			<title>The Library Within the Library</title>
			<description>     Chapter 2&amp;nbsp;THE LIBRARY WITHIN THE LIBRARY &amp;nbsp;I honestly don&amp;rsquo;t remember falling asleep, yet I distinctly recall my head pounding as the alarm clock screamed its tiny lungs out. I groggily searched for the off button and finally found the small black t..</description>
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			<title>It's a Cold Day in Hell</title>
			<description> &amp;ldquo;No love was closer or more alone, than that of the Sun and of the Snow.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Leahvelne</title>
			<description>Jason is one of the few survivors left in the abandoned town of Hell's Fire. A mysterious plague has made children and loved ones vanish, leaving only the broken behind. What he doesn't realize though, is that things are about to get much, much worse.</description>
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