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			<title>Sometimes, I</title>
			<description>	Sometimes, I stare out the window		And daydream.	Sometimes, I envision my future		And wonder-		Will I ever truly fall in love		With someone	Who won't&amp;nbsp;make fun of the		Way I look	Or the way I silently sway		Side to side	To the beat of the music&amp;nbsp;		In my ears?	I wonder if I will ever meet		S..</description>
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			<title>We are Strong, Too</title>
			<description>	Tuesday, September 11th , 2018 was a rough day for some of us.For most of us, it was remembering the tragic event that happened 17 years ago,The incident that killed so many innocent lives and significantly changed the lives of so many more.			But for me, that day was one of the worst days in my li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HanuCakes/2065208/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Walking down the hallway at Neuqua,A smile as bright as the sunPlastered on my face.I look around at everyone, My nervous eyes tremble, searching for some kind eyes,But all I see are silent ones.No one cares enough to smile back,No small, polite simpersNot even a &amp;ldquo; hi&amp;rdquo;.The happiness on m..</description>
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			<title>Happiness</title>
			<description>Not many of you know me, but that's ok.Many of you are probably thinking,Why is this five foot four shortie,&quot; Towel Head&quot; standing and speaking on the stage?First of all, five foot four is average, not short.And second,this towel on my headHas a name. It's called a Hijab,If you didn't know.If you gu..</description>
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			<title>Thinking to Myself</title>
			<description>I sit and think about the time whenyou listened to me rant about the people I didn't like.I think about the time when&amp;nbsp;you asked me about boysand joked around with me afterwards.I think about the time when&amp;nbsp;you were studying for an important testbut you still talked to meeven if I was distra..</description>
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			<title>True Love</title>
			<description>Hey, you. I want to call out to the boy I see. The guy with absolutely flawless hair and best jawline in the world. The one who has dark blue eyes that look almost black and has a height of a giant. I think of all the possibilities of the children we would have and the life we would live together. B..</description>
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