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			<title>May 27th, 2013</title>
			<description>May 27th, 2013 Lately, School had been movingslower, the sweet promise of summer taunting me beyond the beige walls of thisboring cage. Math class, though, to say the least, was somehow slowly suckingmy soul away, one silent sob at a time. I hadn&amp;rsquo;t a clue as to what we were even..</description>
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			<title>Feelings</title>
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