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			<title>That Wasn't Love, That Was Just Hope</title>
			<description>Thoughts And IdeasAn attempt to bring all heart-touching and thought provoking writings under one roof to make an impact.Following729Have you ever had someone you couldn&amp;rsquo;t possibly let go? The ones you can&amp;rsquo;t fathom losing?Yes? Me too, this is where Hope&amp;#8202;&amp;#2013266048;&quot;&amp;#8202;by the ..</description>
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			<title>Your Vulnerability is Showing</title>
			<description>Vulnerable1. capable of or susceptible to being wounded or hurt, as by a weapon: a vulnerable part of the body.2. open to moral attack, criticism, temptation, etc.:an argument vulnerable to refutation; He is vulnerable to bribery.3. (of a place) open to assault; difficult to defend:a vulnerable brid..</description>
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			<title>Attitude Adjustment</title>
			<description>You ever wonder if you&amp;rsquo;re meant for so much more than whats currently happening to you? Cliche right? Today i had one of those moments. The moments you dont expect to happen, ones that take your breath away and everything around you seems to pause for just a split second.All it took was a smil..</description>
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			<title>Short Story: Off Balanced Fan.</title>
			<description> I have such vivid dreams almost every night and i chose to share this one with you guys.</description>
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			<title>Spring Rain</title>
			<description>Enjoying the morning spring rain with my pups. Figured it was a good time to let everyone feel it to. </description>
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			<title>Content</title>
			<description>truly contentworriesnever racingthrough my mindhappinesslips permanentstuck in a smilebeautyconfidence&amp;nbsp;seen in my eyesjudgement not passedabout my bodylovedfriends, familyall around menever to&amp;nbsp;leave my sideThank you,coming into my lifehelping guidebringing joyshowing me love.The ideal life..</description>
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			<title>Determined</title>
			<description>As a little girl you were my exampleMy superhero with a capeEverything in my life was ampleI couldn't ask for anything more.As time moved forward Your violence opened my eyesAll of my dreams were borderedCompletely out of my reach.All I wanted was for you to be impressedIt never worked in my favorAl..</description>
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			<title>Just a shadow </title>
			<description>My best friend. The sister I never had So many memoriesI'll never forget. Late night convos have seizedOur time together has slowedAs life has continued We've grown apart You're an amazing womanYou've made it so far already I wish you nothing but the bestIn the rest of your..</description>
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			<title>Open letter To The Boy Who Built My Walls</title>
			<description>For the longest time I was just so angry. I was angry at the fact that you allowed me to love you for so long with no expectations, assumptions or guards. I was angry that you had me believing in the dream you had painted so nicely for me and for us. I was so angry at the fact that I was so in love...</description>
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