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			<title>I Fixed Him, But I Broke Myself </title>
			<description>	When we first met, I knew he was broken. His outlook on life was full of complete negativity. I tried so hard to pick him up, so we could move on, together. I just wanted him to be happy, even if it meant I was miserable. The more we talked, the more he laughed. I knew I made him happy, but I becam..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chlooster/1770919/</link>
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			<title>I Hate That I Love You</title>
			<description>I don't know how I feel about you, I just know it hurts. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chlooster/1710374/</link>
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			<title>He Left</title>
			<description>This goes out to someone who was once the most important person in my life.</description>
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			<title>Bald and Beautiful </title>
			<description>My beautiful sisters diagnostic.</description>
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			<title>The Colors</title>
			<description>We've all had that one person that we feel this way about. </description>
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