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			<title>Lusting with Infactuation</title>
			<description>	Adeline sat far away because she was afraid to touch him. A single brush of his mere existence could send her away into ecstasy and possibly never come back.&amp;nbsp;	She bit down her lower lip and stared in painful awe at the boy who sat near the window. He wasn't perfection, but she liked believe he..</description>
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			<title>1 | Welcome Back To That Night</title>
			<description>One Summer Later.CANVAS RETURNED WITH pale lips and a blank stare during the end of summer, the day before school started. She left herself somewhere between the medication and&amp;nbsp;happy thoughts. That's what they did to her. They dozed her off into some Wonderland that ripped her away from reality..</description>
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			<title>0 | Not Okay</title>
			<description>IT SUDDENLY DAWNED to her&amp;nbsp;that perfection was a myth. The being she stared at in the mirror was ugly, just like the people that whispered down the lane throughout the halls when she floated on by. They picked at her, poked her flaws, and ripped away any shred of good. She had not a single ounce..</description>
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			<title>Blank Canvas</title>
			<description>They fell for each other not because they were perfect; but because they were damaged and still capable of love.</description>
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