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			<title>Her Heart Was As Deep As Six Feet Under</title>
			<description>The warmth of her breath comforted my everlasting smile. She was a deep princess!!!!</description>
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			<title>Deep Princess</title>
			<description>Her hair, her smile, it's all too deep.</description>
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			<title>Complete and Broken Apart</title>
			<description>I'm complete and broken apart!!!!</description>
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			<title>Inspire and Prosper</title>
			<description>What lies beyond those prize of eyes,What prospers beneath that shadow,It's you,The real you,The true you,The you I want to see,The you I can't predict,The you that holds plenty of beauty,Be you,The real you,The true you,The you whose dreams can come true,Inspire and prosper throughout the lands,Ins..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3- The Path You Choose To Take</title>
			<description>I sit in the bedroom my aunt set up for me. I&amp;acute;m hot and sweaty. My face is bright pink of shame. I knew the death of my mom and sister was my fault. I heard the bombs. I should&amp;acute;ve warned them. Mom asked me to play with them, I neglected her. I was so angry about this so called holiday th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2- Destruction and Rubble Trouble</title>
			<description>I&amp;acute;m in the cemetery weeping at my sister&amp;acute;s grave. &amp;nbsp;My aunt walks over with her arms spread out. I know it&amp;acute;s a hug she wants, but I pretend I don&amp;acute;t and give her a funny look. I walk over to the marble headstone that reads, &quot; Here lies Bae-Cho ( Beautiful-Inspiration) lovi..</description>
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			<title>Losing Grip- First Chapter</title>
			<description>The bombs hit the ground with as much eruption as a volcano, am I the only one that seems to notice? My one friend died in this war. His name was Chen Yu. How can they be happy? I watch the fireworks burst into the sky. Kimi Jon is lighting sparklers as usual. Mina is stuffing her face full of soft ..</description>
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			<title>Losing Grip</title>
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			<title>Where The Wind Blows</title>
			<description>The leaves rustle, the trees sway, the flowers dance.............where the wind blows.</description>
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