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			<description>Haruna&amp;nbsp;was sitting on the small, green and rather comfy couch in the small messy living room in her house watching what ever she could find on tv. In two days it was the last day of school and she was very happy&amp;nbsp;about that since she would get to spend more time with her Mom who wouldn't be..</description>
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			<title>|prologue| The Girls Who's Name Is 'Blue Feather'</title>
			<description>Itsuki watched from afar at the little girl with short blue hair as she sat alone beside a small flower watching it intensely; as if staring at it would make it grow. He had been watching her for hours when he suddenly realized how her hair was like a shiny blue bird feather. The girl barely even he..</description>
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			<title>Blue Feather</title>
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			<title>Winter Days </title>
			<description>Day 1:She used to think she was art itself. Indulging in poetry and stories from centuries ago.Visiting museums in her free time and wandering around in the cities, the wilderness, the counrtysides, admiring the beauty that was before her.Many though she was wise for her young age. Her wor..</description>
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			<title>Sad Heart</title>
			<description>Sad HeartA heart that is empty,That doesn't let anyone in,That pushes people aside,That doesn't care.Someone who is emotionlessOr doesn't have love,A person who wishes to Die alone,Someone who is distant.Someone Depressing,Emo, and Sad,Some even worship theMan Called Satan.One who looks to..</description>
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			<title>|Rainbow|</title>
			<description>Momo never really had any friends; just people she knew on the internet, She always cared for living things and that's how she got hurt when she turned 14. Momo was walking to school alone and she was trying to help a homeless dog that looked so weak, tired and hungry before another dog sort of atta..</description>
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			<title>Hurt</title>
			<description>A deep lonely feeling,Something in us is bleeding,We see you both standing there,She and I are full of care,You both hurt us every which way we look,Too many pages in that book,Our hearts are broken and a little shatter,We stumble a low, sensible tatter,Keep us locked away for so long,The be..</description>
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			<title>A secret myself</title>
			<description>Someday i knew it would happenThe fighting, screaming, cryingYou tried to leave when i was just threeA little girl who had no clue thatYou had lied to meI learned from youMistakes so many i have madeI used to think i wanted to be like uJoin the militaryHelp the wounded in the E.R. Just like ..</description>
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