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			<title>college.</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;I'm not depressed anymore!&amp;quot; She screamed over the loud music, in a matter of seconds, she had gone from the fun party girl, to the 'I've had too much to drink' girl. Soon enough she became that pouty little thirteen year old girl, I never knew her as, and tears started to well up in her e..</description>
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			<title>Garlic and Onion Pork Roast</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;    Over Christmas break I saw my family. And by family, Imean, the reconstructed mother and my two, everchanging, fifteen year old opposite sisters, with thesame birthday. Well, of course, I saw my freshlyplumped father and his little Cherub of a home-wreckergirlfriend, but the ..</description>
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			<title>Debt.</title>
			<description>The blue ribbon around your neck leaves me nothing but anythingto anticipate.Somehow everyone knows all my area codes.And somehow you'venever bothered to call.Yesterday was blue andtoday I'm black, black as dirt.The kind of dirt you kick with your shoeWhen you're angry enough to ..</description>
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