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			<title>I loved you.</title>
			<description>The hardest kind of love is unrequited love.</description>
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			<title>My Vision for Africa!</title>
			<description>An essay about my beloved country, Africa.</description>
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			<title>The Ice Queen</title>
			<description>She creeps softlysilentlylacing with coldbreathtouching tenderlyfingers curlinginvitinglyaround your armlegneckslither, slithereternally closer&amp;nbsp;She moves stealthilydiscreetly throughstreetssome may shiversome may embraceher day wil..</description>
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			<title>I march to a different drumbeat.</title>
			<description>A short reflective essay I had to write for school in grade 11.</description>
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			<title>And I had been waiting a long, long time</title>
			<description>I opened thewindow just to feel your chillAnd just aboutthe time the Shadows calledI saw you,creeping up the hillAnd I had beenwaiting a long, long time&amp;nbsp;I opened myheart just to feel your coldAnd just as Ihad accepted your termsI saw you, strollingup th..</description>
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			<title>Autumn</title>
			<description>Autumn is that pausethe one which makes everything seem to floatThe pause is felt in the breezewhich runs cool against your skinAutumn&amp;rsquo;s pause is that pause which is not seen by the humaneyebut it&amp;rsquo;s there that inhaled breath just before the firstleaf of autumn f..</description>
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