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			<title>Section: 1  Entry: 1</title>
			<description>When I wake up, the program in my brain takes approximately fifteen minutes to start up again. Therefore, I sit and wait for everything to hardware and allow me to move. Staring at the ceiling. Alone in my own bed. Slowly, the blood begins pumping through my veins again, causing me to roll int..</description>
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			<title>Section: -1 Entry: -1. Formerly Known As a Prologue:</title>
			<description>I was three years old when I took my last unburdened breath of air. &amp;ldquo;Tzipora? Tzipora are you even here?&amp;rdquo; That was my mother, beautiful mythic dark hair, beautiful glittery brown eyes, beautiful almost silver skin. I loved her skin so dearly, and perhaps that gave me a good reason to l..</description>
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			<title>Programmed</title>
			<description>i'm not supposed to live. i've been programmed to. obviously my life has meaning.</description>
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