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			<title>My Most Perfect Heartbreak</title>
			<description>He once told me,&quot;Abbi, never tear the pages from your notebook&quot;I could only think that he meant maybe you day i'll want to look back on then,I can only feel that maybe he knew things might be a bit off,I can only guess that i should have know things might not work out...I assume that he assumes that..</description>
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			<title>Jenessa</title>
			<description>Part I: Lettersto Me&amp;nbsp;ShayEgan &amp;nbsp;I know what it means to bleed. The feeling of bloodformulating so much that it slowly rolls off my arm, this is more thanfamiliar. But this time as I drew my blade across my arm in rhythmic precision, ..</description>
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