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		<title>Blackbox</title>
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For some, the bonds of love defy the boundaries of mortality.
Submitted to “Through the Lens”, a fiction anthology recording life through the lens of others. 
Dedicated to J. Miller. The sentiments or opinions of the characters are not my own. Rated M for mature.
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>For some, the bonds of love defy the boundaries of mortality.</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Submitted to “Through the Lens”, a fiction anthology recording life through the lens of others. </strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Dedicated to J. Miller. The sentiments or opinions of the characters are not my own. Rated M for mature.</strong></p>
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		<title>Burn</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 23:23:37 +0000</pubDate>
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Summary: Written for The Officer and a Gentleman fiction contest. WWII-era Infantryman returns from the front, reuniting with the only girl he ever wanted. Rated Mature for Adult content. Contains descriptions of sexuality and nudity. Readers under 18 years of age prohibited.
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<p>Summary: Written for The Officer and a Gentleman fiction contest. WWII-era Infantryman returns from the front, reuniting with the only girl he ever wanted. Rated Mature for Adult content. Contains descriptions of sexuality and nudity. Readers under 18 years of age prohibited.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Entry and Winner of Judge&#8217;s Choice for the Officer and a Gentleman Contest.</p>
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