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			<title>Death do us part-?</title>
			<description>Hannah;As we sat in the limo, on the way to our honeymoon I could`nt help but smiling. Mason took my hand and leaned in for a kiss.Weeks passed, and life kept improving.In as little as 8 months, already, there will be a new member to the family.I must have been in denial until the day th..</description>
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			<title>After Life.</title>
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			<title>Lions,Tigers, and waves? </title>
			<description>Xaivier gasped, also.There was a big wave. Over 10 feet.I walked over to the black leather couch, and closed my eyes. Krysta sat next to me and did the same.We felt the yacht shake when the wave hit us, and I let out a cry. Xaivier came and sat on the otherside of me. I climed on his lap, in a..</description>
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			<title>Go.!</title>
			<description>&quot;DayKay, we have to leave so get all your suitcases and whatever else.&quot;Krysta said in a soft voice.I gave my mom a kiss, and tried to hold back my tears.We headed out to her blue hummer, problebly the last time we`d sit in these leather seats.After 10 minutes of laughing and Allstar weekend,..</description>
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			<title>Ready, Set....</title>
			<description>The smell of delicious vanilla greeted me when i entered my suprisingly clean room. With Krysta following, I quickly ran over and turned up my ipod and searched for a new song she needed to hear.While I looked, Krysta inhaled the yummy smell and smiles.But she then frowned and looked over at me,..</description>
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			<title>2 0 1 2</title>
			<description>Dakota,Krysta, Trystan, and Xaiver are the few that witnessed and survived 2012--will they survive the aftermath?</description>
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			<title>Bestfriend</title>
			<description>Savannah+Sarissa, this is fooooor you(;</description>
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			<title>First&amp;Only Heartbreak.</title>
			<description>A poem dedicated the first boy i ever loved. I`m Sorry.</description>
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