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			<title>The Beauty of Sadness</title>
			<description>Just a bunch of sad poems. </description>
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			<title>Running on Spite and Fury</title>
			<description>Eleanora stood there frozen, staring at the skeleton of a long-dead princess. She had on an old, tattered dress and a dainty pearl necklace hung from her neck. In one hand she held a small, stuffed panda. As she gently grabbed the panda, a small tear fell down Eleanora&amp;rsquo;s cheek, the girl couldn..</description>
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			<title>Riddle Me This</title>
			<description>After what seemed like forever, she reached the bottom. Disappointingly, it was a dead end. There was only a small table and four walls. With a deep breath, she decided to look around. Examining the walls she found nothing. Before going back to her room to live out the rest of her days in tragic dis..</description>
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			<title>He Came, He Saw, He Left</title>
			<description>Eleanora was an independent and intelligent girl, but for some odd reason, she was sitting in a tower waiting for her &amp;ldquo;Prince Charming&amp;rdquo; to come to save her.&amp;nbsp;Leaning back on the headrest, she sighed. The dragon&amp;rsquo;s loud snores shook the formidable tower, preventing her from sleep..</description>
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			<title>Eleanora</title>
			<description>A Princess' not-so-charming Prince rides off with her only means of escape. It is now up to Eleanora to save the day. </description>
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			<title>The Beauty of Sadness</title>
			<description>There is a beauty in sadnessThat some will never seeThey&amp;rsquo;re to scared of the drowningTo see the beauty of the seaIt can take you placesOf which you could only dreamAnd help you realizeThat things aren&amp;rsquo;t always as they seemThat the ones with the biggest smilesAre the most brokenThat their..</description>
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