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			<title>One More Minute</title>
			<description>&quot;Honey! Come inside!&quot;&quot;In a minute, mom!&quot;The water is so serene.The gold sky was burningto the eye.A beep resonated in the distance.The boat rocked gently.A little paper boat.Mary sat there, enjoying it.Enjoying it.Another beep resonated.&quot;Mary!&quot;&quot;Mom, one more minute!&quot;The sun was setting.Mary didn't w..</description>
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			<title>Liar, Liar</title>
			<description>&quot;If you still talk to her,then you must still have feelings.&quot;&quot;No I don't.&quot;But they both knew.He was lying.</description>
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			<title>Ignore</title>
			<description>I know why now.I know why it hurts so much.It hurts so much,because I love you.</description>
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			<title>Cold</title>
			<description>It's a monster.One that has sharp teeth,that loves to bite your lungs.Teeth shaped like sharp cones.Frigid to the touch.Deadly to the bite.It's big enough to devour you.Swallow you whole,leaving you shivering.Shivering, quivering, shaking, quaking.What protection you have on isn't enough,it's never ..</description>
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			<title>Dad</title>
			<description>This was a poem I wrote to my dad when I was 11</description>
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			<title>Memories Before</title>
			<description>There I am.As a baby.Barely walking.Hardly wobbling.Geez, I cried a lot.Then I'm thirteen.Trying on a tux,for the middle school dance.Those were the best,as I always saw my crush,Allison.Allison,with her long pastel dress.Curly hair tied up in a bun.The only person I've evertrulyconnected with.Then ..</description>
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			<title>Orphan</title>
			<description>A girl sat there in the cold.Muttering to herself.Footsteps approached, and she looked up.Her eyes full of hope.It was a man who was walking.The man never even saw the girl.The girl hung her head,and continued to mutter.Her numb fingers were weaving in and out,	in and out,in and out of her long hair..</description>
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			<title>Please</title>
			<description>Happiness is the goal.Euphoria is the dream.Learning is the key.Prospering is the life.Me?Everything is great.</description>
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			<title>Leaf</title>
			<description>&quot;Why do you still have that?&quot;Simple, because I'm a hoarder.Not because it's fun to poke at.Or to run my fingers across the boarder.But because I like things.Specifically things you give to me.It makes me feel like I have wings.I can fly at any degree.This is much more than a leaf.Much more than me b..</description>
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			<title>Dear God</title>
			<description>Not everything is black and white.</description>
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			<title>Sickness</title>
			<description>&quot;And my head told my heart
Let love grow
But my heart told my head
This time no
This time no&quot;
-Winter Winds by Mumford &amp; Sons</description>
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			<title>Illusion</title>
			<description>&quot;If you stop to smell the roses, you'll realize the roses are an illusion. The world is so much more than you'll realize. The world will be so much more than you'll ever imagine.&quot;</description>
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			<title>Inferior</title>
			<description>Are people ranked?Is someone betteror worsethan someone else?That sure is a fucked up way of thinking.Yes it is...However,that's how society works.	How the school system works.	How government works.	How people work.So if it's happening everywhere,at every turnof every nookand cranny.Then why not acc..</description>
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			<title>Test</title>
			<description>The test is in a month.I go partying with my friends.Drinking and dancing to our favorite music.The test is in three weeks.My books are in the corner collecting dust.The girl beneath me is screaming in pleasure.The test is in two weeks.I know this information.I don't need to listen to her.The test i..</description>
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			<title>Don't Worry</title>
			<description>Your eyes shine in the light&amp;nbsp;	of the setting sun.My fingers glide over	your soft skin.The feeling in my heart	is indescribable.My eyes can't stop looking	at your beautiful face.I would do anything for you.I want you to be happy.When I left,	it almost broke my heart.I wanted to call you immediat..</description>
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			<title>What I Can Do</title>
			<description>I can do mental math better than most.I can write stories that affects people's emotions.I can code programs that can calculate many things.I can make video games that people enjoy.I can solve a Rubik's cube relatively faster than a majority of people.I can find patterns in things where patterns don..</description>
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			<title>Patience</title>
			<description>With all your sins,I'll still be there.With all your flaws,I'll still love you.With all your problems,I'll still take care of you.With all your emotions,I'll still understand.But infinity is just a concept.Don't expect it to be anymore.I'll still look after you,despite all that.But again.Infinity is..</description>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>I'm on the start line.	He's there too.		The lights blare in my face,			the race is on.It hurts at first.	Everything hurts,		I'm on my knees.I passed the first marker,	he's still at the start line.		There's other people,			but in reality,				it's just us.					Me vs. Him.The fifth marker passes under ..</description>
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			<title>What I Wish</title>
			<description>I wish the world was still.I wish the temperature was just right.I wish the moon was as bright as your smile.I wish we were alone in this vast and infinite universe.I wish silence would encompass us so we could hear each other's heartbeat.I wish we could stay in each other's arms all day.But alas,Yo..</description>
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			<title>Four Walls</title>
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			<title>XX</title>
			<description>November 16, 20161234 Hours&quot;What's your name?&quot;&quot;Dan.&quot;&quot;When's your birthday?&quot;&quot;August 25th, 1981.&quot;&quot;What's your brother's name?&quot;&quot;James.&quot;&quot;Your daughter's name?&quot;&quot;Chelsea.&quot; The man questioning Dan looked at his co-worker. They both nodded their head, deciding it was okay for Dan to go outside.&quot;Okay Dan, he..</description>
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			<title>XIX</title>
			<description>November 9, 20162031 Hours&quot;Alexius, why don't you help Burt out with putting up the groceries, I have to go check something.&quot;James looked down at Dan, and he barely saw his expression in the dark. It was a look of fear. Dan slowly walked down the stairs, James following him close.&quot;What are we going ..</description>
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			<title>XVIII</title>
			<description>November 9, 20161956 Hours&quot;They're not back yet?&quot; James asked. Dan sat in the driver's seat, watching Sanine's house. James was in the back, doing sudoku puzzles. At this time, we was struggling to see the numbers he was writing.&quot;No, they're not. If they were back, I would say something. Why do you ..</description>
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			<title>XVII</title>
			<description>November 9, 20161458 Hours&quot;That will be $7.45,&quot; the Uber driver demanded from the brothers in a thick German accent. Dan coughed up the money, and quickly exited the cab.&quot;Thanks Alfonso,&quot; James said before getting out of the car. Alfonso grunted, and drove away, leaving the brothers standing there l..</description>
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			<title>XVI</title>
			<description>November 9, 20161356 HoursDan never really drove a limo before, so he struggled a little bit making turns and using the accelerator and brakes. James was in the passenger seat, yelling him to do something, and Dan would do the complete opposite.&quot;It's not that hard!&quot; James yelled. Dan gritted his tee..</description>
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			<title>XV</title>
			<description>November 9, 20161146 Hours&quot;Jir!&quot; Sanine yelled throughout the building. They stood there at the entrance of the building trying to get a visual. The entrance had a large dome lobby that had five hallways sprouting out. The hallways had no signs to them, so no one could tell what was down each one. I..</description>
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			<title>XIV</title>
			<description>November 9, 20161103 HoursThe doors to the compound busted open, and with it James and Dan. The brothers came stumbling out heaving from the running they just did. They didn't want any extra guards that were in there (if there were any) to notice them and follow them out. Especially after they kille..</description>
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			<title>XIII</title>
			<description>November 9, 20161023 HoursDan checked his watch and sighed. It's been eight minutes since they left, and he was a worried. Dan didn't have a good sense of how everything at this building worked, so he wasn't sure if he should be worried, or he was being paranoid.&quot;I don't even know Charlie and his si..</description>
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			<title>XII</title>
			<description>November 9, 20160840 HoursThe smell of the fresh air calmed Charlie's busy mind. The sound of a crashing river and the chirps of bugs does wonders for stress. Unfortunately for Charlie, he had a hard time trying to put his brain at ease. He remembered the conversation with his sister vividly. He cou..</description>
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			<title>XI</title>
			<description>November 9, 20160800 HoursJir slammed the metal door closed on Dan. The anger in him passed through like a phase. Now, in its place, was a numbness that he felt often when alone. On the nights where his wife was crying in their bedroom, and he sat there in the lounge drinking whiskey in his robes.&amp;l..</description>
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			<title>X</title>
			<description>November 9, 20160714 Hours	James groaned as he regained conscience. Besides the numbing pain in his brain and the chilling sensation of the room he was in, he felt his hands grasping something hard and cold. Opening his eyes, he saw darkness. Everywhere he looked, it was just black. Feeling with his..</description>
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			<title>IX</title>
			<description>November 8, 20161554 Hours	James was halfway to the motel, which was a few more miles, before he realized he had his phone on his person. He stopped moving, his feet aching from the tired walk, and closed his eyes in disbelief.	&amp;ldquo;You have to be&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; James took out his phone, and looke..</description>
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			<title>VIII</title>
			<description>July 7, 20162026 Hours	Rogers crashed on top of his van, and then landed on the ground hard, possibly breaking one of his bones somewhere. He quickly got into the car, and Ellen gunned down the alley.	&amp;ldquo;Where&amp;rsquo;s the child!&amp;rdquo; She screeched at her husband. Rogers shushed her, and lightl..</description>
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			<title>VII</title>
			<description>November 8, 20161234 Hours	Dan looked over at his brother sleeping in the passenger seat of the car, then returned his restless eyes back to the endless road. He wondered if he could ever get around in life without his brother. It seemed like James was Dan&amp;rsquo;s anchor into reality, and Dan would ..</description>
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			<title>VI</title>
			<description>July 7, 20131930 Hours	Jasmine giggled as she made her way up the stairs. The man she was with, Tony, said something about today&amp;rsquo;s politics, and Jasmine took it as a joke and started bawling over his comment.	&amp;ldquo;Oh, you&amp;rsquo;re so funny!&amp;rdquo; Jasmine said, hitting Tony playfully on the ..</description>
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			<title>V</title>
			<description>November 7, 20161914 Hours	James knew Dan was crying. It didn&amp;rsquo;t matter how hard he tried to hide it, James always knew. It was always the way he drove and the absence of silence that really tipped it off. He would usually drive as straight as a line, but when he cried, he swayed and swerved a ..</description>
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			<title>IV</title>
			<description>July 15, 20131824 Hours	&amp;ldquo;Dan!&amp;rdquo; James yelled, hoping to find his brother somewhere in this crowd. The outside funeral was located at the local cemetery, and not that many people showed up. It was just close friends that were present. The brother&amp;rsquo;s family didn&amp;rsquo;t show up, and ha..</description>
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			<title>III</title>
			<description>November 7, 20161856 HoursDan blinked back to reality, and swiped a tear that had formed in his eye. He checked his Star Wars analog watch to check the time. They&amp;rsquo;ve been here for ten minutes and counting; no information has been given except for the fact that the son died.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m so ..</description>
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			<title>II</title>
			<description>July 7, 20132015 HoursA door opened in the darkness of the quiet apartment. If the hallway light was on, barely anything could be distinguished in the apartment due to the placing of the light in the hallway. If the hallway light wasn&amp;rsquo;t on, then everything would be pitch black due to the tower..</description>
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			<title>I</title>
			<description>November 7, 20161843 HoursThe detectives looked around the perimeter of the funeral house for anything out of the ordinary. The scenery was quite fitting for a funeral. It was about mid-Fall, and the orange and sunburnt leaves were flowing down from the dying trees. Resting themselves on the ground ..</description>
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			<title>The Detectives' Story</title>
			<description>Two brother's get hired to solve a case by a delusional ex-husband. But Dan and James soon realize that there's more to this ex's accusation than a possible delusional story...</description>
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			<title>The Double Hit</title>
			<description>A stressed high schooler cracks.</description>
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			<title>The Wonders of the Memory</title>
			<description>Kurt missed out on saving a life because had to attend an important meeting. He soon finds out he's not only haunted by the dead person, but what happens to men like him.</description>
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			<title>Eraser</title>
			<description>The story of the everyday life of an Eraser.</description>
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			<title>Jones</title>
			<description>Ton lives the simple life. In his simple home. Doing simple things. Until he realizes how simple is life is.</description>
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			<title>The Shadow in the Mirror</title>
			<description>&quot;Mirrors can reveal the best in you, and the worst of you. You have to decide what you want to see.&quot;
-A quote.</description>
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			<title>Humans</title>
			<description>I've been thinking a lot about humans.How they're deceptive.	And mean.		And liars.			And cheaters.				And horrible beings.Yet at the same time,as if it were a miracle,they're also amazing.	And genius.		And smart.			And creative.				And funny.					And beautiful.						And just...Humans.It's also inter..</description>
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			<title>Music</title>
			<description>Music is just a series of words with some chords.Despite that, it's so much more.It can give someone an escape from the world.Bring family and friends together.Elevate people to God through worship.Teach how to live and love.Connect one human to another in more ways than one.Make someone feel less a..</description>
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			<title>I Meant It Too</title>
			<description>I meant it too.	I swear I did.But the thing is, I loved you.I saw you there, broken, and I saw you.	I saw you as you.		I wanted to help you, and in the process, I fell for you.You say you loved me.	But I think you confused love for lust.I swear I meant it.	I tried, I really did.		I was nice and want..</description>
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			<title>I Meant It</title>
			<description>When I said I would love you forever, I meant it.When I poured my heart out to you that one stormy night, I meant it.The day I confessed my love for you under the starry night, I meant it.All of it, I meant all of it.Me suggesting we get married, I meant that too.I swear I meant it.Please, take me b..</description>
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