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			<title>Boy Who Cried Zombie</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I don't think I've ever ran so fast in my life. My heart pounding, my feet numb. All I could think of was, GO. I couldn't go back no matter how much I wanted to..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It was a normal day. A late night up on the computer, getting up early in the morning to another mis..</description>
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			<title>Just Me and You</title>
			<description>the inspiration shall not be named.</description>
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			<title>Everything but Nothing   </title>
			<description>Fear everything. Remember, everything is nothing. (This really isn't a poem even thought the genre is under poetry. It's the closest genre, I believe.)</description>
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