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			<title>Little Children Shouldn't Play With Magic</title>
			<description>In another place in space and time, stood a small town that is neither yours or mine.
The people all happy with faces of cheer, but all is now changing because of Doctor Nicholas Shear.</description>
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			<title>Prologue: &quot;I'm Here&quot;</title>
			<description>Are things different because we make them different?I cant be sure of the mystery in this world, but what i do know is you may enjoy what you read-here and now.Lights always shine on a newborn but that light is different for each, i myself believe that when we are born we are always meant for someon..</description>
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			<title>The Poor Boy</title>
			<description>Alex a seventeen year old homeless New Yorker sets out to find his Birth Parents. Lost in the world with not much to his name, finds himself greeted by life, death, fear, joy and love on his journey.</description>
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			<title>Big Sleep</title>
			<description>Every day is the same for young book store owner and Grave Keeper Benjamin Mortius who's strange gifts attract many thing to his hometown of Pumpkin, Indiana. But things get weirder with a new arrival</description>
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			<title>Prologue: &quot;Wings of the father&quot;</title>
			<description>&quot;For those who believe we can still fly, all i can say is-evolution has yet to give us wings&quot;</description>
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			<title>Godpunk</title>
			<description>500 hundred years have past since the second millennium. A new order begins as machines take on the guises of gods each with there own purpose as they are looked up to, feared and confronted by man.</description>
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