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			<title>She's Gone</title>
			<description>	Remember when...? She'd constantly ask herself. Remember when he was there, when he held my hand, his soft, delicate, yet hard working hands. I remember when, She said. I remember when the sun still used to shine. I remember when nights took forever to end and days went by too fast to even comprehe..</description>
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			<title>Why Go Vegetarian, Well, Why Not?</title>
			<description>Paper written for school, scored a 98 on it :)</description>
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			<title>School</title>
			<description>Papers written for school.</description>
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			<title>Young Writer</title>
			<description>Literary Narrative I had to write for my first semester. Scored a 97 on the first draft :)</description>
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			<title>Overwhelming...</title>
			<description>Not so much of a story, just thoughts... maybe one day all of these little posts about my feelings will turn into something so much more, but for now... this is all I've got. </description>
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			<title>If this isn't love, I don't know what is.</title>
			<description>I was sitting in front of my window, watching the sunrise. I guess I've come to the conclusion that I am completely in love... 
This isn't really a story, more just my thoughts thrown down on paper. </description>
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			<title>Untitled Poem #1</title>
			<description>Not a clue of where this came from... haha.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>The night was dark, running as fast as I could away from themaniac that I had once called my boyfriend, someone who I claimed to have beenin love with. This was the last time, I thought, as I locked myself in thebathroom standing in the shower. With the water running, I thought that maybeit ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cbellmay/611080/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Are coincidences real? </description>
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			<title>Hopeless Romantic</title>
			<description>Something I've been working on for the past couple of months. </description>
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			<title>Untitled- Aug 27 (Preview)</title>
			<description>One paragraph from something that I have been working on. I need lots of criticism, thank you!! :)</description>
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