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			<title>Holding Hands</title>
			<description>It's been a while since I wrote my last poem. This one I just made up in a few minutes. It's about how the doctor of Doctor Who and Rose Tyler met. </description>
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			<title>Murder?!</title>
			<description>This is about a girl who sneaks into a house and discovers a diary. How would she have wished she didn't pick that house to steal...</description>
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			<title>From A Family of Strong Imagination</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote after a story of Edgar Allen Poe; William Wilson. </description>
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