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			<title>A Wish</title>
			<description>If only life were so simple now.</description>
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			<title>This is the Time of Year</title>
			<description>Just wrote this in like 5 minutes, and might delete it, because it's probably poorly written. Yay for Christmas, though!</description>
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			<title>Stay</title>
			<description>when a loved one is suicidal, one might turn to writing.</description>
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			<title>Maybe Tomorrow</title>
			<description>Today I woke up laughing.Which is ironic, because I'm feeling very sad today.But, today I woke up laughing.So, maybe tomorrow will be a better day.</description>
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			<title>White Lady</title>
			<description>I take a deep breath as the needle injects into my skin.Exhale.My heart starts to race as the drug works its way through my veins.Inhale.I know that this will...Ultimately be the death of me.Exhale.But I can't seem to care.Inhale.In fact, the idea thrills me.It is killing me softly, slowly.Exhale.An..</description>
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