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			<title>Letters to my Baby Boy </title>
			<description>My heart broke when I lost my hero, my mossie. If it wasn't for my baby, and my loving Jake. I don't know where I would be now. 

I owe them the world. </description>
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			<title>Why Not</title>
			<description>Embrace your pain and become someone better because of it, be someone stronger and then thank the person who hurt you to begin with...because you outgrew them. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JodieAnne/1638096/</link>
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			<title>For you</title>
			<description>I won't let you go because I can't. I don't want you to let me go as I know you can. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JodieAnne/1617528/</link>
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			<title>I Found Him. </title>
			<description>Words were just words and they meant nothing to me anymore, until I met him. </description>
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			<title>Mind Of A Teen</title>
			<description>Sometimes even the best of us have our down days and sometimes all that can help is to have a little rant.</description>
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			<title>Over, Over Again</title>
			<description>I don't know how to start this without shedding a tear or struggling to keep the smile up throughout these words. However now is the time to be honest and say the things I haven't been able to since the first time we spoke or even started to communicate. I think we both knew deep down whatever way i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JodieAnne/1605961/</link>
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			<title>The Broken Hearted Girl. </title>
			<description>After having an argument with someone who meant a lot, all I could think to do was write. So I did. </description>
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