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			<title>Him...</title>
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			<title>U and I</title>
			<description>When I look at the keyboard I am typing at, I can't help but notice that U and I are next to each other. That's&amp;nbsp;what he told me, but he cheated. I don't think I'll ever be able to type &quot;juice&quot; again... my U left my I...</description>
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			<title>Moving On</title>
			<description>This is a story of when I was trafficked when I was 13 years old.</description>
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