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		<title>Amethyst Mirage: A Feral Cat Production | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Amethyst Mirage: A Feral Cat Production</description>
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			<title>4:  As the Twists Turn</title>
			<description>When I walked into Dr. Taylor&amp;rsquo;s office, I was greeted with friendly professionalism.&amp;nbsp; He was personable yet kept the line and I was comfortable.  He listened to what I had to say about my health, the concerns for what kind of medical treatment I could get while on Medicaid, whether or not..</description>
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			<title>3: The Winding Start</title>
			<description>In becoming a mother, already 2 years into having chronic back pain, I decided to start my journey in trying to at least manage the pain.</description>
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			<title>2: My Miracle</title>
			<description>New hope yet anxiety of expecting another child so soon.</description>
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			<title>1: My Angel</title>
			<description>This delves into death, losing a child.  Not suitable for all readers.  Possible trigger for those who mourn the death of their baby.</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>My first &amp;ldquo;episode&amp;rdquo; with back pain was when I was 16. It felt as if my spine was being strangled by tendons, and how my muscles felt as if it were pulled so tight I could barely walk. This was during a time when I was doing at least 4 hours of activity each day with walking, marchin..</description>
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			<title>Introduction</title>
			<description>Brief info </description>
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			<title>Driving My Healthcare</title>
			<description>This is my real-life story about the issues I've had accessing quality health care, and included, as a side note of how finding an honest auto mechanic who is reasonably priced is difficult.</description>
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