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Complete, First published Nov 17, 2011
Ave Maria:
Death comes to us all. This is a reality of life that all one day come to face. But loosing someone we care for brings an onslaught of memories, grief, and the unescapable feeling of guilt that we didn't show that person how grateful we were to have them in our life.

Because He Loves Me:
Recently engaged, a couple faces an old ex.

Reality:
Have you ever had a dream that was so horrifying that you were glad to be alive once you awoke? But then, what if you're not really awake at all, but still dreaming?

Hung Up:
Problems come up during a wedding day.
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