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			<title>chapter three </title>
			<description>Beep, beep, beep, be-I rose from my bed feeling groggy and leaned over to turn off my alarm.&amp;nbsp;5:00 a.m.Maybe five more minutes.I layed back down and let sleep take over once again. I never have dreams, but for some reason this time was different. My dream was vivid and beautiful, just like her.-..</description>
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			<title>chapter two</title>
			<description>To: Kentwesttbay1@avant.comMy address is 10250 West Sunset Blvd.Please be here by 5:30 and make sure she has whatever she needs for the days you'll be gone.-I'll hand you a file when you arrive tomorrow, inside will have all information needed for this trip. Be cautious with this information, if you..</description>
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			<title>chapter one</title>
			<description>Pink was always the kindest of colors, it represented her beautifully.&amp;nbsp;Daphne.&amp;nbsp;-&quot;Run. Run. Run.&quot;&amp;nbsp;his words rang through my mind as my feet carried me faster than I had ever gone before. I heard a final gunshot and I knew it was over; another life lost. Screeching car tires indicated t..</description>
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			<title>chapter 1</title>
			<description>There's a reason people like you and I find each other..Maybe it's God, maybe it's fate,but I know it's not an accident that I found you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;#9825;</description>
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			<title>Wanderlust </title>
			<description>Pieced together and sewn back back up
all from a message of love</description>
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			<title>Pink</title>
			<description>what would you do if your daughter got involved with the wrong person?
what would you do if that person put her in danger?
what would you do if that person... was your boss?</description>
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