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			<description>&amp;nbsp;I want to so bad; I can feel the unbearable sensation burning from within.&amp;nbsp;Just ten digits, a ring and an answer followed by the echoes of my voice bouncing off her ear drum.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m ready prepared myself all weekend long. &amp;nbsp;I band aid my response to my heart hoping that ..</description>
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			<title>Butterflies </title>
			<description> Fallen into the spiral pits of somewhere sunkenUnable to decipher rather it is a victim&amp;rsquo;s defense mechanism of adjusting to my abuser.Reliving my un-matured memories of the frozen checkered black and white vinyl tiled floor hugged up against my bare skin and the unfolding mysteries of tho..</description>
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			<title>Cold</title>
			<description>fiction (unfinished)</description>
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			<title>Human Habits</title>
			<description>Give them the goals and exceed them.Give them tools and empower them.Give them the time to adjust and progress,if it doesn't work within the first twenty-eight days, it may never work.</description>
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			<title>Haiti's Dream</title>
			<description>I felt my father's hands reach for me from behind, as he whispers into my ear &amp;ldquo;It will get better.&amp;rdquo; We stared endlessly into a dark world we called ours. The riots of Haitians covered the streets like the dirt that covered the road with men and women carrying signs shouting out lib..</description>
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			<title>Fruits</title>
			<description>Lost love</description>
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