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  <title>Writer's Den</title>
  <subtitle>Amerie</subtitle>
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    <name>Amerie</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-30T15:20:32Z</updated>
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    <title>You'll be Missed</title>
    <published>2007-12-14T12:28:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-30T15:20:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my twenty years of existence in this world, I have come to realize that the death of family, friends, or people I care about is what I fear the most in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened in a blink of an eye. One minute, he was excitedly running its way, eager to welcome me as I opened the gate. And the next time I saw him, he was lying  on the our backyard desperately grasping for air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at that instance, I pondered to myself, and asked God to save our dog. The dog  whose fur was something I enjoyed to ruffle and play with. That  tall, black, energetic dog whose tail  was always  wagging its way onto my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to revive him, but time and faith was not on our side. I will surely miss him. My dog and my friend. That one special creature that God gave to us. I will always remember him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, our special dog, with no name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you rest in peace.</content>
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