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			<title>The Best and Worst</title>
			<description>EditThe Best and Worst.December 6, 2013 at 4:36pmPublicFriendsFriends except AcquaintancesOnly MeCustomClose FriendsFamilySee all lists...Kalispell, Montana AreaPort Orchard, Washington AreaAcquaintancesGo BackWhen we got to our spot, he sat on one of the larger fallen over trees. I set the blanket ..</description>
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			<title>The Incident. </title>
			<description>Alonzo didn't talk to me and barely looked at me after the incident the other night. I guess he was ashamed that he had slept with me. I know what we did was wrong, but he could at least acknowledge&amp;nbsp;that I exsisted, tell me I wasn't a mistake. I laid on my bed and wondered what would have happe..</description>
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			<title>And so it Begins. </title>
			<description>One version of this chapter. </description>
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			<title>A Letter to You. </title>
			<description>My Secret Beloved,I sit here on this gray, dreary day and my thoughts turn to you. My own ray of light. You are my sunshine and I miss everything about you. Your dimples when you smile, your unruly hair, your soft ivory skin... I could name a thousand things. I miss my heart racing when you sudden..</description>
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			<title>Not Named Yet..</title>
			<description>My Secret Beloved,I sit here on this gray, dreary day and my thoughts turn to you. My own ray of light. You are my sunshine and I miss everything about you. Your dimples when you smile, your unruly hair, your soft ivory skin... I could name a thousand things. I miss my heart racing when you sudden..</description>
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