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			<title>Beginnings</title>
			<description>Between her coysmile and coffee creamed lips is where this riot in my heart started.</description>
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			<title>Mirror</title>
			<description>When she looked atyou, it felt like you were staring at yourself, and you could suddenly see howevery thing you were proud of paled in comparison to her perfection.</description>
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