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		<description>The original writings of author Rose</description>
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			<title>Once Upon A Time</title>
			<description>Once upon a timeWe were the kings and the queensWe ruled the world with dreamsOur eyes shined like suns and happiness poured like sugar from our fingertipsAs we grasped daisy stems and pulled them tightBut the clouds blew in.The sun has lost its shine.The sugar lost its sweetness.The daisies have al..</description>
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			<title>2</title>
			<description>	King Guerre sat in his golden throne, looking down on the main region. This would be the last to go, the last to catch fire. He would start with the four other elemental regions. He had guards heading to the pathetic Water region first. There was no way they could defeat his specially trained peopl..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>	I pulled the old, wooden bucket from the poor kitchen and dragged it outside, pausing only when I felt a splinter. My hands were rough, callused and scarred. Not at all how a teenage girl's hands should look. They weren't soft or smooth or pleasant, no one's were. I mean, except maybe in the main R..</description>
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			<title>Village</title>
			<description>We were safe, they didn't know we existed. We were in the last of the rebel regions, but the rebels were gone. We were safe until the fire came. The fire took us.</description>
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			<title>I</title>
			<description>I care more about grades than having fun.My best friends are books and music.I sing, but not in front of people.I hold in my emotions.I let them poor out in my writing.I suck at writing.But I want to be an author.I love acting.I won't get to Hollywood.I'm not what people consider pretty.Or smart.Or ..</description>
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			<title>Secrets</title>
			<description>Anna Parker was a sweet, smart, &quot;perfect&quot; teenager. Now, she's the prime suspect in a murder case. Now, her and her friends are on a mission to prove her unlikely innocence. But everyone has secrets.</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>I ran. I ran as fast as I could, not caring who was following me. While I ran, I stuffed the file copies under my jacket and continued up the many flights of stairs in the Itex building. And then I found my escape.I ran through the light glass doors of the empty conference room and pushed open the l..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>	I blocked out the entire world as I sat in Flourish and Blotts, rereading my favorite &quot;Muggle&quot; book,&amp;nbsp;The Princess Bride. It had belonged to my mother, and my dad had given it to me after her death. I had read it at least 20 times, it never got old for me. My dad had gone to Gringotts to get so..</description>
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			<title>Maybe There's More to Me</title>
			<description>Elizabeth Marie Lupin has never been anywhere close to normal. She lost her mother shortly after she was born and she lives with her werewolf father. Can anything, anyone break Lizzie's shell?</description>
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			<title>Soar to Survive</title>
			<description>Maiya is the unknown older sister of Gazzy and Angel. Jeb didn't take her when he took the others from the school. But she's out now, searching for the siblings she knows she has.</description>
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