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			<title>Her Fairytale [2]</title>
			<description>She approached the mirror, admiring her own beauty and thinking of the impressions her appearance might give out about her. She was happy, filled with life, and the dimpled shy smile always drew its way across her face. She knew this. Knew it perfectly well, that her fake act will wear off a..</description>
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			<title>Her Fairytale [1]</title>
			<description>Shapes kept swirling and speaking in a language she couldn&amp;rsquo;t fathom. She tried approaching them, thinking that&amp;rsquo;ll do, and it did. Her mom was crying her eyes out and just close by were her little siblings, weeping, and wondering about their mother&amp;rsquo;s weird behavior. &amp;lsquo;W..</description>
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			<title>Her Fairytale</title>
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			<title>First Grade</title>
			<description>In my memory of 1st grade, I am very excited on the first day of school, and I am wearing my light-blue uniform with the white t-shirt for the first time. I insist on getting my hair done by mom, and not the maid, to look extra special.My EntranceWe enter the huge school together (my m..</description>
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			<title>Isolated Soul</title>
			<description>I deserve to have some piece of mind,If not all the time, than at least once in a while,I grew up into this world,With no fears and no sins,I was innocent as a bird,Free and determinedWhy can&amp;rsquo;t I just go back in time?I would choose where I stand,And with whom to be,I would take my choices wi..</description>
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			<title>Shattered Hope [2]</title>
			<description>7:30. it&amp;rsquo;s time.Purple always looked good on me, I assured myself.I wore a purple empire-waist top with black jeans, and then eyed my reflection. Should I add accessories? I entered the kitchen, took the chocolate cupcakes bouquet and placed it on a plate, trying to make it look as h..</description>
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			<title>Shattered Hope [1]</title>
			<description>I ran my fingers across the titles of the same shelf again, making sure that I have not missed the book I was looking for&amp;hellip;'Aha!' I whispered, finally relieved.	'Ahem' someone cleared his throat, a man as I expected came forward, and I looked him directly into the eye; the honey-..</description>
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			<title>Shattered Hope</title>
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