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			<title>Hope, Always</title>
			<description>In your hands I place my heart. It has broken, it has shattered, it was torn to shreds. Will you be the one to hold it close, to cherish it?&amp;nbsp;Will you burn it and scatter the ashes never to be recovered?In spite of the past, I have faith. I believe. I know that I will be loved, cherished for..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lypheria/1783870/</link>
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			<title>What is love?</title>
			<description>the nature of love.</description>
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			<title>What I Mean</title>
			<description>What I mean when I say I love you</description>
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			<title>Forbidden Fruit</title>
			<description>a story of passion denied, mature theme</description>
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			<title>Spark</title>
			<description>Like dry timber,One spark was all it tookYour hands set me ablaze.One look and I was lost.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Tears</title>
			<description>Unshed tears, glittered like diamonds in the moonlight.&amp;nbsp;Their cause, unspoken but no less potent,&amp;nbsp;lies in the parchment at her feet.&amp;nbsp;So eargerly opened, so fervently devoured,&amp;nbsp;so slowly unraveled&amp;nbsp;as its meaning sank in,&amp;nbsp;and in shock fell from her nerveless fingers. </description>
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			<title>Your World</title>
			<description>your voice,&amp;nbsp;my pulse,racing.your touch,&amp;nbsp;my breathe,ragged.your eyes,&amp;nbsp;locked with mine,the world ends in flame.</description>
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			<title>Wounds</title>
			<description>He never sawhow his actionsDealt her woundstill she diedhis name upon her lips</description>
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