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			<title>The After Effects</title>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>I didn't quite understand it at first. I was severly confused. Having to get my things and just go to a house that I don't live in. Being around people that I don't see everyday is a different kind of experience. I was told that I would understand when I got older, but I never did. I had to actually..</description>
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			<title>These People</title>
			<description>A group of people that are defiantly an interesting group</description>
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			<title>Me</title>
			<description>A description of what has happened</description>
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			<title>My Name</title>
			<description>Something I thought of when I was young.</description>
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