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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>	Opening my eyes the hellish landscape presents itself to me, the sky the color of bloodied stained steel, colors varying from a pale pink to a deep grey, wounds of red filling random portions of the sky. The seat that I sit in feels cold, unearthly and malicious. &amp;nbsp;My hands feel as if they were..</description>
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			<title>An Altered Autobiography: A View into the Mind of Madness</title>
			<description>This will not be for the faint of heart, this will give vivid descriptions of horrific images, if you find this disturbing, I suggest not reading.</description>
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