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			<title>~ Prologue ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The lush landscape turned black as demonic soldierspushed forward, swords drawn. Their snarls echoed throughout the streets asthey slashed onward, crimson blood spilling forth as their blades flew throughthe air. A terrible snarl rang out and the soldier..</description>
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			<title>Tailynn</title>
			<description>When everything you've ever known, including who you are, has been a lie, to what lengths will you go to find the truth?</description>
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			<title>To my Valentine With Love</title>
			<description>When I was young, I picturedA fairy tale end for meComplete with a handsome PrinceTo come and set me free&amp;nbsp;We'd ride into the sunsetHis arms around me tightAnd then we'd share love's first kissIn the rays of the fading light&amp;nbsp;Our happily ever afterWould be happy as can ..</description>
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			<title>Silence is Golden</title>
			<description>I'm walking on eggshellsAnd they're cracking beneath my feet,Piercing my tender flesh. Each crack is followedBy a tremendous pain asHateful wordsSurround me, cutting me to pieces.&amp;nbsp;I'm too far outTo be able to turn backThough I desperately wish I could. Another crack,Anot..</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>The beauty of our Mother EarthForced into shadows, made to hideTell me now, what was her worthWhen alone, in darkness, she died</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/908477/</link>
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			<title>All Good Things Take Time</title>
			<description>Dedicated to you &lt;3</description>
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			<title>~ Chapter Four ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &quot;We have time for one more,&quot; Mrs. Smith said after glancing at the clock. &quot;Roza, why don't we finish off with you.&quot;&amp;nbsp; She rose to her feet and walked toward the front of the classroom. With a deep breath, she started, &quot;The point of this assignment was ti find a piece that of writing tha..</description>
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			<title>Look At Me</title>
			<description>Look at meWhat do you see?A girl as happyAs can beLook at meWhat do you hear?A voice that's filledWith laughter and cheerBut look closerAnd you will findThere's so much moreThat I must hideYes I laughAnd smile and beamBut things are neverWhat they seemBehind closed doorsIs where I hideAnd where I cr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/794092/</link>
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			<title>Let me be your Belle</title>
			<description>You say you're my Beast and if that's true Let me be your Belle</description>
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			<title>I Believed in You</title>
			<description>I smile, I laugh, I feel, I loveI see, I hear, I sense, I touch.IAm a girl, not something grandAnd I was hanging by a strand.IBelievedThat someone would careAnd help me find a place whereI could belong and live my life.My heart was sure that you were rightBut I put my faith </description>
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			<title>I Guess It's Cause I Love You</title>
			<description>Nothing really bothers meanymore. It seems that, nomatter whereIgo, I can't get this smile offmy face.My friends try andGuesswhy I'm always so happybut for the longest time,they didn't have a clue.It'skind of funny really. Youhave no idea but since we met I haven't been able to stop smiling. Why?Cau..</description>
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			<title>What I'm saying is I love you</title>
			<description>Because dear you can't see Just how I long for you You mean the world and more to me What I'm saying is I love you</description>
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			<title>August 4th, 2011</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &quot;Choose!&quot; The man's voice was cold and without feeling as he yelled out his order.&amp;nbsp; I looked up at the faces of the people sitting on the bleachers, young and old, sick and healthy. There were families that would be torn apart, lovers that would never see each other again, I wanted every..</description>
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			<title>~ Chapter Three ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &quot;Roza, do you have the answer to number three?&quot;&amp;nbsp; Three weeks had passed since she had first arrived and her and Will had only grown closer. &amp;nbsp; &quot;Which side of the page?&quot; She asked.&amp;nbsp; &quot;The back, how do I solve for X?&quot;&amp;nbsp; She sighed and gave a small laugh. Poor Will was hopeless ..</description>
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			<title>The Only Way Out</title>
			<description>Dedicated to my Sister</description>
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			<title>July 6th, 2011</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I woke slowly to an inky blackness disintegrating all around me, slowly being replaced by the vibrant colours of my bedroom. The light emanating from my window filled every corner of the room, meeting my eyes and shocking me into a conscious state.&amp;nbsp; I stared down at the blankets that cov..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/760720/</link>
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			<title>What If...?</title>
			<description>What if these questions go on unanswered? What will become of me then? What will I do if I don't know where to turn? What will I do when I reach the end?</description>
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			<title>Jimmy Milkshake</title>
			<description>Rest in Peace</description>
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			<title>Loneliness</title>
			<description>I step into the room and call out hello but no one will hear me, this much I know...</description>
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			<title>Letter to Heaven's Newest Angel</title>
			<description>Dear Nuther Nanny&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it's been nearly two months since you've passed, it seems so much longer.. But really, it has been. The last time I saw you was nearly four months ago and for that I can't forgive myself. I've been so distant from you and dad's si..</description>
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			<title>It Was A Dream</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Sitting alone within my the confines of my room, I am trying to keep focused on my work. &quot;The application forms in front of me must be completed so you can find a job&quot; this I know, my mother and grandmother have said it so many times I think it's permanently engraved in my mind but I can't co..</description>
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			<title>June 18th, 2011</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; My hands trembled as I pulled the young girl's body off the hood of Bobby's car. She was blood soaked with multiple broken bones and had hardly ten minutes ago been alive. Tears streamed freely from my eyes as I cut up the corpse, as I had been ordered to do, and buried her piece by piece. &amp;n..</description>
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			<title>My Sweet Angel</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lying in bed, I see the faces of my friends and family. They smile, yes, but their eyes are brimming with tears. My mother is sitting on the bed beside me, holding &amp;nbsp;my hand, gently running her thumb across the back of it. My father stands at the foot of the bed, my baby brother in h..</description>
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			<title>Worlds Apart</title>
			<description>[verse 1]GThe night is longDThe day is tooCWhen I can't see your faceGThe sky too grayDThe stars don't shineCWhenever you aren't hereEm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>I Will Never...</title>
			<description>I will never Shed another tear for youOr let myselfFeel worthless and replaceableI will never Tell another lie for youOr stand upAnd defend you when you wouldn't for meI will neverBe sad because of youAnd I will neverAgain let you control how I feelYou will never Have that kind of power over meBecau..</description>
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			<title>34 Seasons</title>
			<description>34 seasons of tireless work teaching generations the way to reach their dreams, to perservere, to make the sun shine on each new day</description>
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			<title>Be Not Afraid</title>
			<description>Fear not the 'how's', 'what if's' and 'why's Fear not failure or success</description>
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			<title>Angel of Mercy</title>
			<description>Sinking, I have given upThere is no use in trying anymoreIt's pointless...I will not struggleThough instinct tells me to fightI will not be strongThough I'm being told not to give upBy the distant voices I cannot silence.For me this is the end.&amp;nbsp;The surface is now just beyond..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/740958/</link>
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			<title>Once Upon A Time...</title>
			<description>Another day has gone and passedAnother wasted eveBut on the rise of the new day's sunWas a miracle indeed&amp;nbsp;For in the wee hours of the mornArrived a little girlSmall and weak but filled with lifeAt her feet lay the world&amp;nbsp;The years passed by and up she grewTo be beautif..</description>
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			<title>October 13th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; So, today when I checked my writing, I saw that my poem Reflection, had a review. He wrote that it was a very deep and moving piece that it&amp;nbsp;caused him to take a good look at himself, who he was, who he is, and who he wants to be. He wrote that it was a beautifully written piece and&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/726860/</link>
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			<title>Reflection</title>
			<description>Behind the hair,The smile, the laugh,Before the make-up,&amp;nbsp;Clothes and mask,The eyes are dullWith hidden painBut the mirror washesThe facade awayAnd leaves behindWho you truly are,Revealing everythingYour secret fears and hidden scars.Is this whoYou're meant to be,Or a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/726854/</link>
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			<title>October 12th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I decided that I need something to do for when I'm too tired to work out. I found this site for writers and I decided that it would be a good idea to take up writing again, to post some of my pieces. It would be a good way to deal with my awful body without people really knowing that I'm the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/726850/</link>
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			<title>October 10th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I'm working harder than ever during my workout now. My mother sasys I'm too thin, that I need to eat something, but what does she know. She doesn't really see how I look, she doesn't know how it makes me feel, being this size, all she sees is what I used to look like...&amp;nbsp; I've looked in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/726845/</link>
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			<title>October 7th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I've been sticking to my workout routine, I've been really watching what I eat, but I'm not losing any weight. In fact, I'm gaining it! I know I shouldn't expect to see results instantly but I'm getting the oposite of what I want!&amp;nbsp; As if that's not bad enough, I asked Andrew if he thin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/726843/</link>
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			<title>October 2nd, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I've decided that, because food makes me sick anyway, I'll cut back on how much I eat. That should help shed a few pounds. Oh! And I'm going to start running every day. Top that off with crunches and squats and I'll have my body back in no time.Clarissa &amp;lt;3</description>
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			<title>October 1st, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I looked in the mirror today and almost cried. I've gained so much weight! I look like I weigh 300 pounds but the scale is still reading 108. It's broken, it has to be, it's the only way that I could be so fat and not gain a pound... I've got to start dieting...Clarissa &amp;lt;3</description>
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			<title>September 30th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Today was nice, I suppose. I still feel way too big but Andrew doesn't think so (or, if he does, he doesn't show it).&amp;nbsp;We were together&amp;nbsp;all day today, whether we were holding hands or him draping his arm over shoulder or cuddling in the corner with me in his lap. &amp;nbsp; Natasha say..</description>
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			<title>September 27th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I was walking through the hallways today and I heard one of Andrew's friends mention my name. I hung back and listened. I know I shouldn't have but I was so curious... John said that he was amazed Andrew had kept me around so long without 'getting any' and Tyler said he couldn't believe that ..</description>
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			<title>September 25th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I feel disgusting. I woke up this morning and the room started spinning and didn't stop till I fell back into bed. I can finally sit up and write and text but I can't actually stand and walk around. It's awful.&amp;nbsp; Mom's taking good care of me though. For breakfast, she made me a nice ome..</description>
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			<title>September 23rd, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I went to see Mrs. Perry today (she teaches Wellness and Nutrition) and asked her about my weight. We did a BMI test and she told me that, according to the results and in her professional opinion, I was at a perfectly healthy weight, that I wouldn't want to be any smaller. I don't think she's..</description>
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			<title>September 22nd, 2010 (10pm)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm home...&amp;nbsp; Diary, am I fat? When I was at Andrew's, his mother Karen made a comment about how his new girlfriend has &quot;meat on her bones&quot; and his dad called me jolly... like Santa...&amp;nbsp; Andrew drove me home and, just before I reached for the door, he pulled me close in a ti..</description>
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			<title>September 22nd, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I walked into the school this morning and found Andrew immidiately. He said he'd been waiting for me. I have to admit that it made me blush. Then he kissed my cheek, took my hand in his and we walked off.&amp;nbsp; Heads turned as we walked down the hallways hand in hand. People stared, girls i..</description>
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			<title>September 21st, 2010</title>
			<description>Okay, so it's 2 in the morning and I won't lie, I'm a little tired but I have so much to tell you!&amp;nbsp; He picked me up in his dad's truck and took me out to Shediac to the drive-in. I don't really remember which movie we saw, I was too obsorbed in the fact that I was really there on a date. With..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/-X-Miharu-X-/725159/</link>
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			<title>September 20th, 2010</title>
			<description>The impossible happened today. Jessica McKay (popular and ditzy priss) spoke to me. I mean actually spoke to me. She came right up to me - in the middle of a crowded hallways with her friends (and Andrew!) - and spoke to me. I didn't think anything of till Andrew came back after the girls had gone a..</description>
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			<title>September 15th, 2010</title>
			<description>I'm starting to get the flow of my classes. They're at all ends of the building, like, social studies is upstairs on the far end and&amp;nbsp;math&amp;nbsp; is downstairs on the other end of the school. It's a rush to get from class to class but it's good exercise so I'm won't complain too much.Clarissa &amp;..</description>
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			<title>September 14th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; So, school's only just started and I'm already swamped with homework. Reading and an essay for english, a list of problems in math, studying for a social studies evaluation next week, it's insane. Ugh, I can't wait to relax.Clarissa &amp;lt;3</description>
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			<title>September 13th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; There was a fire at school today. It was terrifying. The fire alarm went off during third period and we all left the building and walked to the student parking lot thinking it was a fire drill. According to what most people are saying some idiot was playing with chemicals in the upstairs boys..</description>
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			<title>September 7th, 2010</title>
			<description>School started up again today and I have at least one friend in all my classes! It's so exciting! First off, Natasha (my bestie for life!) is in my english and math classes, Alex is in my music class, Bea is in my Art class, it's awesome! Not to mention my crush, Andrew (quarter back. Oh yeah!) sits..</description>
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			<title>August 9th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I had a really weird dream last night. I don't remember a lot of it but what I do remember is that I was running, I don't remember who or what from. I ended up running right off the edge of the earth. I didn't fall though or even drift through space, I just kept running until I was swallowed ..</description>
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			<title>August 8th, 2010</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I come home today from walking Abbey (my three year old German Shepherd) and I see this guy standing at the end of my driveway. I have no idea who this guys is but he gave me this really weird vibe, like, I felt like I should have just turned and ran. I kept walking toward the..</description>
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