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			<title>What happened?</title>
			<description>So I originally wrote this for english class, but I've gotten pretty good peer reviews, so I figured I'd publish it to the black hole that is the internet.</description>
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			<title>An Open Letter to My Extended Family</title>
			<description>This was the result of pure angst as a result of my extended family who has s**t on me for years (and for that matter, most of my life) coming over for Thanksgiving, and ruining my favorite holiday.</description>
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			<title>The Beauty of Green</title>
			<description>I'm going to let the writing speak for itself</description>
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			<title>When You are In Love With That Girl</title>
			<description>Sorry I deleted this, I thought I would need it for school, I was wrong. But I still hope that y'all enjoy it.</description>
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			<title>Uncomfortably drifting</title>
			<description>	It was late on one of those midsummer nights, just the type of night every pathetic little school kid dreams of. I was with someone who meant the world to me, but they weren&amp;rsquo;t a lover or family member, no, they were my best friend. We were the type of friends that knew everything about the ot..</description>
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