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			<title>Fighting to Win</title>
			<description>Passion isn't always the victor</description>
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			<title>Hole in the School Yard Fence</title>
			<description>Hooky with no consequences?</description>
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			<title>Runway to the Fishing Hole</title>
			<description>Carefree days can quickly turn to terror</description>
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			<title>The Deadly Huddle</title>
			<description>Following the crowd is deadly sometimes</description>
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			<title>Save The Fish</title>
			<description>Rescuers can become victims</description>
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			<title>Bunker</title>
			<description>A roaming spirit can lead to a smelly untimely end.</description>
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			<title>Precious Cargo</title>
			<description>Responsibility by the crate full.</description>
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			<title>The First Bus Ride</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;He looked so smallBeside the roadThe Big Yellow busScreeched to a stopFor the little crew-cut loadHe started down the isleOf green vinyl seatsThen suddenly stoppedMouth open wideAt what he happened to seeA bigger young boyWas seated thereHe couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but..</description>
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			<title>Kill that Snake</title>
			<description>Fear doesn't always do the right thing.</description>
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			<title>The Sun Does Burn</title>
			<description>Comfort can sometimes yield pain, on a hot tin roof.</description>
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			<title>Straight</title>
			<description>the prologue poem for Life Lessons for a Farm Boy</description>
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			<title>A Walk in His Shoes</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I had to jump betweenThe strides so long and powerfulWith love he led me onTo try to walk in his shoes&amp;nbsp;Whether through the fields of greenOr mountain high spring meadowHe always led the wayFor us to walk in his shoes&amp;nbsp;Driven by Holy Spirit This soul r..</description>
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			<title>Just A Click</title>
			<description>Disaster strikes the Cafe'</description>
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