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			<title>The Climb</title>
			<description>The poem brings together my thoughts and feelings before, during, and after my climb up the Eiffel Tower. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SDPusateri/1416339/</link>
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			<title>Some Love Isn't Eternal </title>
			<description>This is a silly &quot;love&quot; poem I wrote about my Kindle. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SDPusateri/1033256/</link>
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			<title>Impression of a Sunrise</title>
			<description>This is a poem that was inspired by &quot;Impression, Sunrise&quot; by Claude Monet. It's my favorite painting and I was blessed enough to be able to see it while I was in Paris last month. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SDPusateri/958300/</link>
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			<title>First Date</title>
			<description>This is a short, short story about Jerry and Misty on a first date. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SDPusateri/951614/</link>
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			<title>Maybe One Day</title>
			<description>Helena and Anna haven't spoken in five years, but when their mother dies unexpectedly they are forced to clean out her house together. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SDPusateri/944590/</link>
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			<title>A Little Magic Goes a Long Way</title>
			<description>This is my first stab at creative nonfiction. My English professor was talking about her dislike for Harry Potter. I wanted to write something about how much it means to me and how it saved my life.  </description>
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