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			<title>Divinity</title>
			<description>What if angels are just memories?What if saints are just our friends?What if faith exist but only in our minds?Would it really change the world?Would it really break our binds?&amp;nbsp;We&amp;rsquo;re each tied down in different waysEach look up to different beliefsYou have ..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Forsaken AmongstMen&amp;nbsp;Prologue&amp;nbsp;Dr.Atkinson slumps forward in his rickety aluminum chair staring blankly into thepile of photographs strewn across his desk. His glasses hang precariously onthe tip of his nose. His chin resting firmly in his left hand. Fifteen years as..</description>
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			<title>Forsaken Amongst Men</title>
			<description>Deathly howls from the outskirts of a small rural town throw the residents into fear stricken panic. When unrecognizable bodies start appearing, Detective Anderson is brought in to investigate.</description>
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			<title>My Crown</title>
			<description>My CrownHe&amp;rsquo;sstanding there, defect, a boy, doubt is his shroudWonderinghow a soul traverses the darkness and clouds&amp;nbsp;Rainsspitting downThecasket now dropsHewrenches and scowlsHisheart sure to stop&amp;nbsp;AndI can&amp;rsquo;t follow you downThep..</description>
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			<title>Choice</title>
			<description>The choice comes soonA winter&amp;rsquo;s doomThe northern lights aboveFor in this moment of solitudeLies a lonesome, flightless dove&amp;nbsp;The snow glares whiteEyes full of frightSoon winter&amp;rsquo;s reign shall endAkin to a newborns sightSpring peeks around the be..</description>
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