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			<title>Part 1~Friends: Miriam and Cecil</title>
			<description>Miriam and CecilLife throws at us what we least expect. But those who know,who think, who experience can predict. I knew I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have trusted them. Iknew. But I couldn&amp;rsquo;t resist. And now I pay the price.* * *After my experience with Melinda, I became more wary abou..</description>
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			<title>Part 1~Friends: Melinda</title>
			<description>MelindaMelinda was my closest friend. She nearly became a truefriend to me. Nearly. For like everyone else, she failed the test as well. * * *Melinda was popular. Everyone wanted her attention and shewas nice enough to give it to them. When I first met Melinda in first grade, I..</description>
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			<title>Part 1~Friends: Jane</title>
			<description>Jane&amp;ldquo;Jane!&amp;rdquo; They would cry out, &amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s be friends!&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Yes,&amp;rdquo; I would reply with a smile, &amp;ldquo;Friends forever.&amp;rdquo; Thesewords were always followed by a handshake, a hug, a laugh. Always followed bybetrayal. * * *It was December and ..</description>
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			<title>Part 1~Friends</title>
			<description>PART 1~FRIENDS&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the mostto us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions,or cures, have chosen rather to sha..</description>
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			<title>Jane</title>
			<description>Jane has complied all the fustrations in her life. </description>
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			<title>And I Stand Higher Than He</title>
			<description>A poem about a soldier and a commander</description>
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