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			<title>Sunfall Of A Living Death</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote for a contest called &quot;sunfall of a living death&quot;</description>
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			<title>The Saddest Story</title>
			<description>A story about a girl who died, unable to get help as a homeless person after losing her job only because she broke the law and stopped to save a mans life although she was responding to another call.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CMM2/1361936/</link>
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			<title>What I Hate</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote when I was about 12 years old.  It was to my older sister who was to busy to ever give me the time of day.  Yet, I still loved her so much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CMM2/1358774/</link>
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			<title>R.I.P. With My Reflection</title>
			<description>The day I saw what I had become, a girl I didn't want to be.  I would rather die than not live.  And trust me I was not living.  Thank God I woke up from that horrible nightmare and changed my ways.</description>
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