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			<title>Mozzafiato Kalon</title>
			<description>Let me lay with you. my leg bent over yours&amp;nbsp;and my head on your chest,&amp;nbsp;my hand resting beside my face, fingers slowly grazing your skin.&amp;nbsp;Closing my eyes, I feel your lips gently touch the top of my head.&amp;nbsp;I listen to your heart beat, like one of those pretty songs&amp;nbsp;with the pi..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>	His hand resting on my curve as we lay together side by side slowly grazes my skin. My leg is bent over his and my head is lying on his chest, my fingers gently touching his skin. I listen to his heartbeat, like it's a pretty song- the ones with the pianos, cellos, and drums. All of them are workin..</description>
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			<title>Be a Lotus Flower</title>
			<description>A book about finding love while growing from the darkest of places. Venus is 16 years old and is about to be the &quot;new girl&quot; again. Follow her on her adventure throughout this chapter of her life. </description>
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			<title>Unneeded Warfare </title>
			<description>My opinion on war, and my first speech as the leader of a peace movement. </description>
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			<title>Daydreams</title>
			<description>Describes the life some of us women know all too well. With expectations constantly hanging over our heads, this poems describes what we all look forward to at the end of the day. </description>
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