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			<description>First Draft/Work In Progress</description>
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			<title>Nine Lives</title>
			<description>A True Story About a Feline Friend</description>
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			<description>This is based on a conversation I had with my best friend yesterday via text message and my last two journal entries. </description>
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			<title>Must I Burn Thru? A Story of Painful Regret</title>
			<description>This is a story I wrote several years ago, but it has always been one of my favorites. It is a fictionalized (very fictionalized) story based on a personal experience. </description>
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			<title>Rude Awakening</title>
			<description>The shock of a sound Unbearably loudIt changes the paceYour dream won't take placeIn that moment you wakeThe noise not for your sakeYour thoughts turn aroundYour feet suddenly on groundYou're startled and frownClutching your gownReality is hereYour heart shocked in fearGood morning my friendThe worl..</description>
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			<title>Glass Slipper</title>
			<description>Glass slipper, glass slipper, where have you been all my life?Glass slipper, glass slipper, you cut like a knife. Glass slipper, glass slipper, Would you get out of my dream?Glass slipper, glass slipper,What does it mean?Glass slipper, glass slipperPromises shatter in..</description>
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