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			<title>Time is all it takes</title>
			<description>each morning a new sunopening my eyes like a rooster crowi don't know how today will bebut as long as i smile it can make itsometimes its hard to get out of bedsometimes its hard to smilebut its okay because not everyday will be like thisone day i'll wake up and seei'll fall asleep crying tossing an..</description>
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			<title>The Hidden Cemetary</title>
			<description>	I stepped off the school bus, running over to the sidewalk. Looking back at the road, the bus sighed and pulled away. Claire leaned up against the stop sign at the end of the road, waiting for me like every other day of the week. I ran down the block, backpack heavy, pulling me with every bouncing ..</description>
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			<title>Missing Piece </title>
			<description>To be this jumbled and misplaced&amp;nbsp;isn't fun, like losing a part of youa part only known to someone you knewas if when they left, a part was erasedwandering alone, is that what people do?wondering where to go?with the wind and all alone?I wish she knew what was trueI didn't mean for the world to ..</description>
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			<title>A Galaxy in the Universe</title>
			<description>When the time runs outand there's nothing left but to thinkyou reflect on the world&amp;nbsp;and the choices you have madeNot every one worthy of an applause&amp;nbsp;but some stand out with a memorygood bad funny or niceeverything matters in your lifelook into the eyes of a loved one&amp;nbsp;what do you see?t..</description>
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