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			<title>Ghost of You </title>
			<description>I wrote this song for my dear sister. I&amp;rsquo;m sure some of you have felt the same way. </description>
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			<title>Book Layout </title>
			<description>Characters:Alice Yeo - Blonde, Green Eyes, Small Lips, Button Nose, Petite, Tan.Detective Rhodes - Brunette, Brown Eyes, Strong Cheekbones, Bushy Brows, Long Nose, Muscular, Tan.Enerie Sims (Byte) - Brunette, Chubby Cheeks, Blue Eyes, Glasses, Round Face, Heavy Side, Pale..Ed Michaels (E) - Brunette..</description>
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			<title>The Less Fortunate</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter OneThe Less Fortunate(Alice's murder attempt.)The delicious aroma of pancakes snaked its way up from the kitchen to my room. Ah, pancakes, my favorite. &quot;Alice!,&quot; my mother called from below, &quot;Breakfast is ready!&quot;&quot;Alright! I'll be down!&quot; In a swift motion I grabbed my backpack from the ..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Silence. My body felt weightless as a bright light appeared before me. A deep attraction bubbled in the depths of my being, like iron to a magnet. This light was suddenly the answer to everything. As I was drifting and drifting along, I couldn't remember a single worry or crisis that I felt I once h..</description>
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			<title>The Afterlife</title>
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