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			<title>A poetic sort of philosophy</title>
			<description>Just something that came to me while riding the bus home today</description>
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			<title>Sarah to Peices</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Growing up the way I did, surrounded by people that love and would die for you despite the fact that they aren't family, you grow up special.&amp;nbsp; You grow up strong.&amp;nbsp; Especially if all of this happens on an airforce base.&amp;nbsp; My mother, an Ai..</description>
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			<title>grace in chains</title>
			<description>a short story.  I'm working on the second half after this.</description>
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			<title>The alsyum is soceities trash can</title>
			<description>welcome to soceity! if you would like to become one of us, please dress to the code and speak the same way as we do.  Act the way we do and adopt our train of thought.  Let them govern your lives and you'll never have to worry.  Welcome to society!  We're</description>
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			<title>Victims reprise</title>
			<description>the victims fight back</description>
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			<title>lets break tradition</title>
			<description>you know you want to</description>
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			<title>The Reality Of My Horror Story</title>
			<description>  I was one of the worst.  The only one they had ever seen.  An they couldn't even help me.</description>
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			<title>ALice</title>
			<description>I sat with jasper upon the hill top and watched the sun rise.&amp;nbsp; I was so disappointed with how easy it had been to come up here.&amp;nbsp; But the view moved me so.&amp;nbsp; It held my heart and captured my breath.&amp;nbsp; Jaspers warm pale hand tightened around mine and we watched the clouds turn pink b..</description>
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			<title>I know exactly what you are</title>
			<description>he knew what i could have never guessed.  He knew what would set me free yet bind me to earth forever until my lord should call.  He knew.  He knew.  He knew.</description>
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			<title>Seventh Period</title>
			<description>A look from across the room and a wide smile trigger a series of events that almost drove me insane with happiness.</description>
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