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		<description>The original writings of author SaraElizabeth</description>
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			<title>my heart</title>
			<description>hold my handhold my heartkeep me safei will not partlove metreasure menever let me golet me be the onewho sees inside your souli will take your &amp;nbsp;handand i will take your heartand i will cherish youuntil the day you part&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>being me</title>
			<description>sitting alonethe girls are in bedtears are rolling down my facecan't seem to make sense&amp;nbsp;how could you hurtthe one you loveover and over againuntil they finally give up&amp;nbsp;how could you not seethey were no good for youhow could you not tellthat they were changing you ..</description>
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			<title>In too Deep</title>
			<description>In to deepand out of touchshe know not whenenough's enough&amp;nbsp;Long lived the daysthe hours grew fastnow the push onso slow they pass&amp;nbsp;The night grows coldthe wind screaching byshe can't fall asleepnot even by the tears she cries&amp;nbsp;She lives in her own fearshe..</description>
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			<title>For Phil</title>
			<description>there is something peaceful knowingthat you will never be alone.there is someting hopeful hearingyou can always go home.&amp;nbsp;but nobody ever tells you life will be easy.or love is all around.&amp;nbsp;because life is meant for living,with both feet on the ground.&amp;nbsp;i have a feeli..</description>
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			<description>coming out from underneath her rock.acknowledging the world is anew.wondering why have they all gone astray.believing that she can too.&amp;nbsp;leaving behind her only home.betraying the ones she has loved.hoping that one day they will forgive her.promising that will be enough.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaraElizabeth/390630/</link>
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			<title>Okay.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;They call me stupid.They call me freak.They misjudge me.I am trying hard not to please.&amp;nbsp;I try to balance all of these ideas in my head.That it would all go away if I were dead.&amp;nbsp;They call me fat.They call me beast.They call me last.I am trying hard not to belie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SaraElizabeth/388724/</link>
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			<title>I have.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I have black hair.I have a wild streak.I have a few tattoos.I have a few drinks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have loved and I have been lonely.I have hated and been alone.I have met strangers with an open mind.I have met enemies with arms wide open.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have done a lot of c..</description>
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