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			<title>Soldier Boy</title>
			<description>For my deceased grandfather.</description>
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			<title>Sometimes Love</title>
			<description>A midnight writing.</description>
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			<title>Carnival Rides and a Haunted House of Mirrors</title>
			<description>I do this thing - COP - every week, and this week, this was my assignment. You are given a Character, Object, and Place to work with.

C: Old man
O: Balloon Giraffe
P: Carnival</description>
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			<title>World Rotations and Melting Snow</title>
			<description>I just had a break-up, so this is my rant. </description>
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			<title>Dreamer of Stars</title>
			<description>The edges&amp;rsquo; secretssomething broken on the edge, a missing bridge, leading to lost ringsof thought.&amp;nbsp;White ice, the invisible secrets, the snow&amp;rsquo;s truth, something hidden beneath crushed by the fire&amp;rsquo;send.&amp;nbsp;The thought of a s..</description>
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			<title>Dolls</title>
			<description>You want me to acceptthe unaccepted. You wantme to play along in a broken role of Romeo&amp;amp; Juliet.&amp;nbsp;You want me to play withyou, play your little game of Dolls. Buildaroundus a house of sticksbricks and straw. Playa game of Threelittle pigs...</description>
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			<title>Crawl A Little Closer</title>
			<description>Crawl a little closer and dig yournails through the thickly crusteddirt and drying blood. Crawl a littlecloser and pry your way through herskeletal system, hope that you have yet to wrap your nails around her heart and know &amp;#2013266048;&quot; think? &amp;#2013266048;&quot; that you..</description>
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			<title>Backstabbing Liar</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m all alone in this world and there is nothingno one that can save me. I&amp;rsquo;m all alone in thispitiful world, and there is nothing that can stopmy plummet to the bottom. There is nothinghere for me to grab onto, for me to stop the fallthere is nothing for me to cli..</description>
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			<title>Avengers</title>
			<description>A little poem my friend asked me to write about the Avengers</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tense_Graphics/1002598/</link>
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			<title>Acryllic</title>
			<description>Acrylic&amp;rsquo;s hurt just as much as normalglass cuts just as deep as plasticand implants can only get you so far.&amp;nbsp;Fake smiles do just as little as a frowndark clouds are just as blinding as the sunand lip-stick stained teeth only manageto hide the brightener for a..</description>
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