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			<title>Puddles</title>
			<description>She throws her head back&amp;nbsp;An involuntary laughI can't help laughing tooHer bright eyes dancing merrily&amp;nbsp;Like the rain on the groundThis day is magicWe welcome the rainHands, faces, lifted upNo dark, looming cloud&amp;nbsp;Can threaten the light insideShe puts her tiny hand in mineAnd leads on&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>A Perfect Day</title>
			<description>I wake up to silenceIt's so softRevealing everythingA golden rush of sunlight seems to drowned all caresas I listen, laying thereA canopy of grey finds it's way into the light I feelI wake up to a perfect dayAlone, my solace becomes my friendWith this day I know I'll find&amp;nbsp;The peace I found so m..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>	&quot;You're a shoo-in, Eve!&quot;, was Tessa's response to Eve's big news about England.	&quot;I don't know Tess, there are some pretty smart kids in that class,&quot; &amp;nbsp;responded Eve.	&quot;I'm sure there are Eve,&quot; said Tessa, &quot;but not one of them can possibly be as obsessed with England and it's literature as you ar..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1 </title>
			<description>	Eve closed her book with a satisfied sigh. &amp;nbsp;She rolled over onto her back, hugged the book to herself, and stared dreamily at the ceiling, allowing herself a few more minutes of blissful, literary reverie, before descending back to reality. Reality. &amp;nbsp;Eve would much rather live in the worl..</description>
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			<title>London Bridges</title>
			<description>Socially awkward Eve, finds the company of characters in a good book preferable to her peers.  She discovers her own strength of character on a trip to England to learn about her favorite authors.</description>
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