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			<title>The Pretender</title>
			<description>There once was a story about a girl with long golden curls,She had crystal clear eyes that sparkled in the daytime,She attended a highly academic school with platinum staircases and posh briefcases,She was the most positive person every time someone was around.The way she talked got everybody&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<title>My Little Girl</title>
			<description>My little girl all dressed in white,Her smile shone brighter than light,Laughter that echoed all around louder than lighting stabbing the earth almighty,But a voice so soft like a wave crashing onto the shore,An extraordinary presents filled the whole wide world,Even butterflies fluttered every time..</description>
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			<title>The HeartBreak Kid</title>
			<description>Growing up was hard, the fear of judgment consumed herFor years she hid behind the world in darkness all aloneOnly to hear her own voice echoing the walls.&amp;nbsp;An unloved child, a lonely soul, afraid and lost shecouldn&amp;rsquo;t bare it anymoreShe started to break, a million..</description>
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