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			<title>When Life Gives You Korn</title>
			<description>When Life Gives You Korn-You yell it out As if you faded itThey never will leave you Korn will stick with you like gum&amp;nbsp;When Life Gives You Korn &amp;nbsp;-You befriend a guy named Cory and bother him All night you bother him with a blow-out partyPeople all just come to dance the..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 1- Till everything goes back </title>
			<description>Ch. 1- Till everything goes back &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was my December, my snow covered trees. Everything ruined. Everything just faded from its place. My house, covered in snow, was destroyed. Crushed by that military who were all too coward to fight ..</description>
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			<title>My Decemeber</title>
			<description>There came a war that ruined my life for sure; it ruined all of us who gathered around to protect each other. The life of facing suffering in the cold. This December is cold. Me and my twin hate it. </description>
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			<title>Vampires Bite</title>
			<description>VAMP: I used to be human, until death ruined it all. The nightmare i am. Devon Silacy is a vampire. I hide behind the shadows waiting for dread in people.</description>
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