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			<title>Puzzle Pieces</title>
			<description>My way of somewhat describing life.</description>
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			<title>Take me back</title>
			<description>Take me back to the good ole times, when we would be outside sunrise to sunset barefoot running in the dirt. The good ole times when falling out of a tree or off of a bike was our only form of hurt. The good ole times when we would be out all night crickets talking up a storm. Take me back to the go..</description>
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			<title>Splash</title>
			<description>It was one 'egg cooking on the sidewalk' hot summer. I mean about 101 degrees and, at the time I had to be about 6 or 7 years old. The day my best friend, her big sister and I will remember forever. We played hopscotch, dress up, ate so much watermelon, and millions of ice pops but, we got bored so ..</description>
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