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			<title>Twins</title>
			<description>I had a beautiful relationship with my twin sister, she was my friend that I always could count on, the one person I could trust without ever having to doubt her.</description>
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			<title>through the window of a child's eye's</title>
			<description>Let the spirirt of my youth come to the memories of those who I shared it with.</description>
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			<title>Through the window of a child's eye's</title>
			<description>I had a dream when I was 11 years old to write this book, may the words of my youth flow through the pages</description>
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			<title>Myself A Woman</title>
			<description>It's a wote when I spent many years looking at myself through the mirror of a damaged person</description>
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			<title>Memories in a Seashell</title>
			<description>Napua gave me a specal seashell at a time when I needed it</description>
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			<title>The Language of Pain</title>
			<description>This Poem was wrote on a plane on the way to my twin sister's funeral, losing a twin is like losing a part of your soul, it's a language that only a twin knows</description>
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