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			<title>Love is Like Pie</title>
			<description>Sparks zipped the open flap of his forest green backpack closed and slung it back around his shoulders as he brushed back his hair. He did not know the name of the person that sewed the backpack. Her name was Naomi, and she lived in Bangladesh. Her mother had died when she was five, of a disease eas..</description>
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			<title>The Bold</title>
			<description>A found poem.</description>
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