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			<title>Summer</title>
			<description>Summer Vacation I jumped off the bus and flung open the side door. This door lead directly into the kitchen. I tossed my backpack off my shoulder and grabbed a Nutty Buddy bar from the pantry. As I opened the door to rush back outside, my mom shouted my name. &amp;ldquo;Yea?&amp;rdquo; I asked. She told me ..</description>
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			<title>Description of a Rock</title>
			<description>Mocha brown and golden yellow are layered like batter and frosting in a two tiered cake. The surface is smooth like marble. But, there are quiet dents and scratches that reveal it's age. It's triangular shape is rounded at the edges as if it had made a home in someone's pocket and has been rubbed fo..</description>
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			<title>My First Day at LRWP 2018</title>
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