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			<title>Unspoken</title>
			<description>There is so much that I want to write.So many words that I'd just end up writing all night.I feel so much pent up inside,It feels like I'm an ocean reaching high tide.I leave so much unsaid, and lock them in,Even though keeping what I feel inside I think may be my greatest sin.Every prisoner inside ..</description>
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			<title>The Last One Standing</title>
			<description>	At the edge of a cliff I will stand,the last one to fall.	One by one I fear that I will watch them go,leaving me here stranded and alone.	What is my deepest and darkest fear?	That I will be the last one standing.Standing alone on the edge of the cliff.	They will all leave,with the reassurance that ..</description>
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			<title>Regret</title>
			<description>The worst words are the words unsaid.The most painful tears are the ones unshed.The hardest memories are the ones never created.Restless emotions that are never to be sated.The harshest sound is the silence never filled.The hardest relationships are the ones you'll never build.Life is short and ofte..</description>
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			<title>It's Been a Long Day</title>
			<description>It's Been a Long DayThere are fairies flitting about,ome tall andthin, others short and stout.They sit around my yard and house,Torturing my dog, my cat, my fish, even my poor little mouse.&amp;nbsp;Then there's the tiny green goblins under my car!Sometime at night they venture out but nev..</description>
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			<title>The Quiet Man</title>
			<description>'The Quiet Man' is a short story following a man who is coming to terms with the fact that he is very unhappy with the life he has led and the realization that he wants more than what he currently has</description>
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