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			<title>Day Dreams</title>
			<description>Hypothetical thinking</description>
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			<title>Flash Fiction</title>
			<description>Something I'm working on for English class</description>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>Internal dialogue </description>
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			<title>Medicated</title>
			<description>Feeling sluggish</description>
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			<title>Courage</title>
			<description>Random thoughts</description>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>Scribbled this down on a piece of paper, no edit</description>
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			<title>Past</title>
			<description>Inspired by one of my favorite quotes</description>
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			<title>There is no luck</title>
			<description>I kissed her.I kissed her, and in that kiss, I relinquished all of me.My crippling fears washed away by the warmth of her nature.I allowed my lips to fall.A murmur, suggested to be unheard;&quot;how did I get so lucky&quot;Without hesitation, a statement that echoed in my consciousness;&quot;There is no luck, I'm ..</description>
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