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			<title>Pacing</title>
			<description>PacingThere is another wolf prowling....&amp;nbsp; He is observing the landscape.&amp;nbsp;He starts to familiarize himself with the boundaries.He can smell what he wants and she can smell it too.He paces around in circles waiting for the right moment.&amp;nbsp;Ready to show his strength and what&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>My Best Friend</title>
			<description>For the only girl I have ever loved!</description>
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			<title>The climb</title>
			<description>I have fallen in a hole,it is so dark.the darkness, it eats&amp;nbsp;you alive!There's no where to go.There's no one to turn to.The heart is broken,loneilness,darkness,confinement.I'm falling down a hole and screaming the whole way down!There's nothing you can do, this is hell!The ..</description>
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