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			<title>The Right Question</title>
			<description>We often ask ourselves if we are worth it. We ask ourselves if people enjoy our company or personality. We worry constantly about the thoughts and feelings of others. We never really stand back and evaluate ourselves to see if we are the people we want to be. We question ourselves through others eye..</description>
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			<title>My Love for You is Immense </title>
			<description>My love for you is immense. It's almost unexplainable. Sometimes it is so much that it even overwhelms me. Every word that leaves your lips is like my favorite song. I could listen all day long. Every touch drives my senses wild. It's as if you could send my body into chaos with the slightest brush ..</description>
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			<title>That Girl I Knew</title>
			<description>Do you remember that girl I knew? The one that I spent every minute of every day confiding in and loving. That girl that I told all my secrets to. &amp;nbsp;That girl that I did everything for? The one I called my best friend? I barely remember her either, now that this much time has passed. Every day t..</description>
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			<title>In honor of honesty</title>
			<description>Time to publish the truth of what i came from.</description>
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			<title>Real or Not Real</title>
			<description>Real or Not Real?Real or not real?These days I can't even tell..The thoughts that go through my headSo confusing, so frustrating.I can't even see straightThese tears got my vision blurry.I can't even tell you why IAm crying.&amp;nbsp;So lost in these thoughts.Memories warped in my mind.Manipulated; Chan..</description>
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