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			<title>The Blind Men</title>
			<description>I wake up in a hospital bed and see darkness. I am accompanied by the beeping noise of a heart monitor nearby, and the smell of hospital cafeteria food. Footsteps approach, &amp;ldquo;How are we doing today Ethen?&amp;rdquo; Knowing it is my Tuesday morning nurse, I reply. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Run-of-the-mill,&amp;rdqu..</description>
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			<title>A BitterSweet Revenge</title>
			<description>Revenge, a bittersweet human instinctBitter because of the way it&amp;rsquo;s achieved Sweet because of the satisfactionBitter as medicine, or maybe moreOne that&amp;rsquo;s vigorous and hurts evermoreRevenge is a bittersweet human instinctLike the taste of candy for the first timeThe fulfillment of her lon..</description>
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