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		<title>Another Letter</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 03:17:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Dylan,<br />  I was dissapointed you couldn't come over tonight.  After last night I had been looking forward to more time with you.  My god I was amazed when I saw you there.  I hadn't expected you to come, I know you said you would but you've sa]]></description>
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		<title>Gone fishing&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2004 10:43:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was 2:30 in the morning when Jessica decided it might be time to head home.  The lights went up and Ryan packed up his DJ stand.  Ryan had been described quite accurately as 'One good lookin karaoke man'.<br />  "Hey Ryan," She asked him, "What are]]></description>
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		<title>Millitary Ball</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2004 17:31:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My date couldn't come to the dance.  I wasn't to dissapointed, that means I can dance with whoever I want.  My friends were all their, and I hear I looked pretty hot.  I had a long dark red dress, high heels, and black stockings with tigers on the si]]></description>
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		<title>What the Cowgirls Do</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2004 05:21:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was thrilled to finally get to go to a Vince Gill concert.  I sat in the front row this time.  He glanced down at me occasionally, trying to figure out where he knew me from.  Whenever I smiled at him, he was smiling back.  after the concert I went]]></description>
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		<title>Waiting</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2004 16:47:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It had been a year since she had last seen Mike.  She was convinced she would love the charming boy, with that air of innocence, that wonderful idealism until the day she died.  He had changed alot since she last saw him, but nothing could change the]]></description>
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		<title>Alone in the classroom 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2004 04:26:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Prove it.  <br />  Did he want her to prove her passion for him?  Did he want her to prove her pure lust?  She told him she loved him and he had two words for her.<br />  Prove it.<br />  She found a poem she had written for him, which seemed to cover both]]></description>
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		<title>Alone in the class room</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 20:15:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everyone had already finished their test, except Patricia.  She wrote slowly and included any bit of information she could think of.  Mr. Richards was a great teacher.  He was so smart.  She wanted to impress him.  She wanted him to know how much she]]></description>
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		<title>Letter</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 18:21:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Dylan,<br />I never got about to sleeping on Saturday night.  I couldn't stop thinking about you.  It started out innocently enough.  When I saw you I just wanted to feel your arms around me. I don't think anyone else, maybe not even you notic]]></description>
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