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 <subtitle>Owner/Admin: IWishIWasAMermaid. Newest 50 entries shown.</subtitle>
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   <name>IWishIWasAMermaid</name>
   <uri>http://www.fanfiction.net/u/944529/</uri>
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  <published>2006-02-25T12:46:35-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-02-25T12:46:35-08:00</updated>
  <title>We Might As Well Be Strangers</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/944529/IWishIWasAMermaid'&gt;IWishIWasAMermaid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/tv/Phil-Of-The-Future/'&gt;Phil Of The Future&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 476, Reviews: 6, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;It's been three years since he left. He came round, said goodbye, and in the space of two seconds, he had gone.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>IWishIWasAMermaid</name>
   <uri>http://www.fanfiction.net/u/944529/</uri>
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  <published>2006-03-29T11:10:47-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-03-29T11:10:47-08:00</updated>
  <title>I Guess</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/944529/IWishIWasAMermaid'&gt;IWishIWasAMermaid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/tv/Phil-Of-The-Future/'&gt;Phil Of The Future&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,104, Reviews: 6, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I look over at him. His blonde hair is slicked back the way she likes it. His eyes aren’t sparkling like I remember they used to, but he seems happy enough. Happy enough without me, anyway. OneShot.</summary>
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