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			<title>Tears DO Fall</title>
			<description>You know that feeling you get right before you cry? You know, that feeling that gets you every time you're saddened? It settles in your chest like a lion, waiting to prounce on its prey. Every single day I have this feeling. This feeling of depression has stuck with me. There may be many reasons tha..</description>
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			<title>RCT. Michael A. Siegel</title>
			<description>My best friend of 7 years is at Parris Island, SC for Marine Corps boot camp. His name is Rct.&amp;nbsp;Michael A.&amp;nbsp;Siegel. When I was a little girl in kindergarten, I met Mike at my Catholic school. My brother always told me he was an odd one. I have to agree, he is. But, at that age, you don't und..</description>
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			<title>Whispers</title>
			<description>She whispers to the trees,Telling them her secrets.She hopes they hear her voice,But they don't. Too busy dancing.She whispers to the wind,Knowing it'll carry her words to someone.Someone hears her,Listening to her words, taking her in.&amp;quot;This love hurts.Take me now, on this f..</description>
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			<title>Thunder Storm</title>
			<description>Thunder StormShe loves the smell of the rain,It clears her mind.The pattering keeps her focused,On what?No one knows,Not even her.The rain falls faster and harder,Her heart sprints going along with the rain.She fingers her rosary,Her foot steps out into the storm.Thunder bl..</description>
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