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			<title>Life in Splattered Motion</title>
			<description>Art from the inside out.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The minute-bell rang as I was still fumbling with the lock on my locker while holding all three of my text-books with my arm.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Damn it!&amp;quot; I yelled to the inatimate object.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Watch your language, Willow Reynolds!&amp;quot; Ms. ..</description>
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			<title>Someway or Another</title>
			<description>This resembles the growth in going through a disaster within a family, no matter the situation.</description>
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			<title>You Know</title>
			<description>This is dedicated to someone I know &lt;3</description>
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			<title>Preface</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I had the dream again last night. The same dream I'd had since the scene was real to me. Since I had the sweet smell of wild flowers tickling my nose. Since the wind rapped at my ongoing chestnut hair. Since the first time I met the man in dark clothes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<title>Winter's Clutch</title>
			<description>Willow Reynolds has a dream almost every night of when she met the man in dark clothes many years ago.  When she notices black roses every where she goes twelve years later, though, she can't help but think he's back for something more than a promise.

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