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			<title>Snowball Effect</title>
			<description>Take me, push me, love me.So much of you it can steal.Snowball effects happen,and I know just how dry you feel.I know you didn't mean to hit me,it wasn't for me to cry.I know you didn't want me first,but my soul surely won't die.I take care for you,I exert it in my mind.But only, what could happen,i..</description>
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			<title>Secret Breathing</title>
			<description>June talks about her soulful happiness that is not tolerated by others.</description>
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			<title>A Small Red Truck</title>
			<description>Mark remembers well getting what he wanted and how it impacted his teenage and later life all around.</description>
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			<title>Scented Candles and Cocaine</title>
			<description>Anna's bit of life about her cocaine addiction.</description>
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			<title>Tidbits of Life</title>
			<description>These are letters compiled together from people that want to share the bits of their lives with the world.  (NOTE: THESE ARE NOT REAL LETTERS.  ALL LETTERS ARE WRITTEN BY ME, JACK.)</description>
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			<title>Jagged</title>
			<description>Jumbled up like a puzzle;together on jagged pieces;entwined, holding, but notwith an enthusiasm.Glass against glass, creak andshine, forever and glisten.Take away my heart and shatterit like a jagged piece.Prod my mind and melt itred hot. &amp;nbsp;Past, present, futu..</description>
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