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			<title>Quiet Girl</title>
			<description>true story. i laughed when i wrote this.</description>
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			<title>Tragic</title>
			<description>  Life is tragic. That is the only thing we can assume true and factual.&amp;nbsp;I think of women especially with their sad, sad lives. Strong and weak women alike fall to their knees at night with glistening tears welling in their eyes...</description>
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			<title>The Cape</title>
			<description>  Easily we slipped into our bathing suits. Whitney eyes my slender frame enviously then remembered her blessed chest. She grinned to herself. I did not have big b***s.&amp;nbsp;Aware of her glances, I pulled a t-shirt on to hide the exposed skin. I was not co..</description>
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			<title>How Teenagers Self-Destruct</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s so pretty.&amp;rdquo; I whispered in my head. I didn&amp;rsquo;t want her to snap her head around, and with those big beautiful brown eyes, read my judgmental mind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Breathe..</description>
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			<title>goodbye</title>
			<description>written late one summer night while i was intoxicated with maroon 5</description>
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