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			<title>Dreadful</title>
			<description>This is sorta like the invitation</description>
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			<title>Bacon</title>
			<description>I made this poem in 6th grade:</description>
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			<title>The invatation</title>
			<description>It was a dark and stormy night.When I looked into their eyes, All I saw was cold, dead, fright...My fist was shaky,I knocked lightly hoping no one would hear me.With the squeak of the door;And a gasp of the crowdI suddenly felt that i needed to act proud.We suddenly stared at the doorman above. And ..</description>
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