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			<title>As One</title>
			<description>some friendships are beyond description</description>
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			<title>Snowing</title>
			<description>The snow outside furiously falls in dismal dreary drops</description>
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			<title>Shadow Prince</title>
			<description>Tobry hesitated. Looked at the house she had grown up in, thought about the life she had known. But there was the hand, slim and strong. Offering something unknown. And Tobry took it.</description>
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			<title>Free Falling</title>
			<description>--but the ground rushes at us and I'm not a safe choice so you pull the chute and free falling the tears hit the ground first and soon... soon... I may still fly without you.</description>
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			<title>the girl with the sad eyes</title>
			<description>She quirked her lips in an ironic smile that never reached the pain in the sea blue of her gaze, and she cocked her head and gently said, &quot;I broke my own heart, and his too I'll wager.&quot;</description>
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