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			<title>Friendly creature</title>
			<description>I stared in to the&amp;nbsp;creature's eyes with fear. The mysterious creature&amp;nbsp;looked back with utter confusion. It looked scary, but the creature's eye's looked to kind. I then knew this thing was not a harmful threat, but a lost and confused animal that needed help. It took my hand and compared m..</description>
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			<title>I want you to...</title>
			<description>I want you to love meI want you to hate meI want you to like meI want you to adore meI want you to idolize meI want you to understand meI want&amp;nbsp;you to come with me&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Zombies win</title>
			<description>I sat upon the rooftop of my house looking down at the streets. Almost everyone in the city was infected by the bite. Their were swarms of zombies in the streets, cars were on fire. It was hell on earth! Tears came to my eyes as i was watching the city. Just twenty-four hours prior I was eating dinn..</description>
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			<title>The End</title>
			<description>A red sky blazesPowerful evil constrainsOver populated the world has becomeCoagulated rivers run red with bloodOrganic is but a word from ancient historyLives slowly wink out like flames during a stormYellow, pale light is all that dawnsPutrid water that supports not a single lifeSpirits of the plan..</description>
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