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			<title>It Was What it Was</title>
			<description>A sense of belonging. The one place she should be. No place she had ever been to, had felt as&amp;nbsp;exhilarating&amp;nbsp;as this one. It felt as if nothing before had mattered, the boys we'd cry over, the people we'd disliked, none of it meant anything. It was&amp;nbsp;minuscule&amp;nbsp;in the making of the re..</description>
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			<title>Poison</title>
			<description>The view of the world through the eyes of a girl changes in one short bus journey.</description>
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			<title>The Girl</title>
			<description>A journal-type piece of writing exploring the feelings of 'the girl'.</description>
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