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			<title>Different Brokeness</title>
			<description>Just a girl for a momentjust a girl for a breathbecause this momentis all she has left.Her time was stolenby an untimely thiefa heartless manwith odd, crooked teeth.This man had been brokenthis man had been lostbut he took it out on herall for a cost.The cost was on herand certainly not on himfor sh..</description>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>I'm in love with your wordsand not with your faceI don't know your nameI don't know my place.My heart was with youfrom your very first versedid you know that your wordsare just like a curse.Just a taste of the songrunning through your veinsit fills me with thirstit fills me with pains.I want to know..</description>
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			<title>A Gift</title>
			<description>She held her heart in her hands. Looking at it, she was ashamed. It was rough and beaten, scuffed around the edges it did not make for the prettiest sight. But it was all she had. Peeking out from underneath her lashes, she dared a glance at the boy in front of her. He was watching her, and she look..</description>
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			<title>Loved</title>
			<description>In our world todayeveryone seems to want the same thingto be loved.There is money and there are carsbut nothing can compareto the need for love.We crave itand in our desperation&amp;nbsp;we crowd each other out.We judge each other&amp;nbsp;all in an effort to lift ourselves up.But the trick iswhen everyone ..</description>
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			<title>Monsters</title>
			<description>This world is a world of monsterssometimes they hideand sometimes they are obvious.Sometimes they crawl up inside a personand latch onto their minduntil that person is suddenly convinced that they are so unlovable&amp;nbsp;that they should take their own life.These are the worst kind of monstersbecause ..</description>
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			<title>Memory</title>
			<description>This is the first chapter and a bit of a scene and character introduction for Cora. </description>
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			<title>West</title>
			<description>This story is about a girl named Cora who has taken up robbing trains for reasons that are to be revealed as you go along. This story is also about the man named James, a sheriff, who is hunting her. </description>
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