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			<title>Learning how to not be okay (and being okay with it)</title>
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			<title>wind</title>
			<description>Sometimesin dreams he never remembers he can breathe and in these dreamshe meets the windand it follows himHe wakes up alone in his head and it follows himhe sees himself behind his eyelids and it never goes away because he doesn't match no matter how low the barno matter what he's not enoughnot for..</description>
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			<title>At the park</title>
			<description>It was warm, it was summer. Her hair was pale and brown. It made me want to say silly things and it made my heart spin. So I thought, it makes me nervous, it makes my cheeks heat up, my chest stiffen, it makes my heart race. That must mean I hate her. So I avoided you on the playground, whenever you..</description>
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			<title>Finally</title>
			<description>Once again, Whirring, spinning, never ending.cannot sleep. My eyes are heavy,and I trynot to wantto finally sleep.I know my dreams aren't pleasant.Otherwise I'd want to remember them.Still I wish for them.Cloying, clawing, suffocating,I don't care. Just for a single moment, let my world fade,like pa..</description>
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			<title>letter # 1</title>
			<description>Hello, I&amp;rsquo;ve never done this before andhopefully soon I won&amp;rsquo;t have to anymore. As I write this I am not sure if anyonebesides me will read this. If you are reading this please don&amp;rsquo;t forget about itor if you do don&amp;rsquo;t let me know. It&amp;rsquo;s nice to at least think ..</description>
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			<title>To Know The World</title>
			<description>I wonder....At skies filled with streaks of jubilant colorNight with their quiet beauty singing thousands upon thousands of small songsthe wind that travels through blades of grass and shakes the morning dew from it's pre-dawn birthplace,like scattering diamonds in seaeach breaking against the groun..</description>
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			<title>We don't try</title>
			<description>Just close your eyeswhile one us pretends that the other will be fine maybe you'll hold my handor maybe I'll hold yours.&amp;nbsp;I'll close my eyes and pretend I don't know you saw me cryand you'll close your mouth and pretend that I'm fine. &amp;nbsp;Don't you know your doing it wrongit's easier to feel b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slightlyodd/1257631/</link>
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			<title>A Letter to You</title>
			<description>I'm starting to have trouble sleepingno matter how warmSomehow it always feels cold.I don't know who to talk to, So I'm writing this letter to you.These shadows keep slippingThroughMyfingers.They gather on the floor and right outside the window.I keep having all these thoughts,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slightlyodd/1244394/</link>
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			<title>Ordinary</title>
			<description>	&quot;You snore, and you quote star wars when possible, always forget to rinse off your plate, and you love those god awful cheesy cowboy movies, and when you laugh, the whole world bursts into focus. I swear to spend my whole life sleeping with ear plugs and watching cowboy movies, if it means I will g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slightlyodd/1163108/</link>
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			<title>Uncapitalized </title>
			<description>What do you wish,To live your life?To be happy?To stop one person's tears with a single hand?To destroy?To belittle?What do you really want?What do you really know?And do you really want know what you want?To be honest I just don't know.Sometimes no one really knows.Knows who I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slightlyodd/1149312/</link>
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			<title>oblique stars</title>
			<description>Keeping quite quiet.Somehow everyone slept through the riot.keeping quite still they had all given up.Not willing to lose a fight. Something told them to stop.So in the darkness they were lost.The wayward children were wind tossed in the gale.Old enough to die for something.Not old eno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slightlyodd/1133343/</link>
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			<title>listen</title>
			<description>Someone small looked up at the moon, the sky, and the starsThey looked all around, wandering effortlessly through tiny battles fought during tiny wars.The battle ground was never here though despite that's where it startsYes drift they did only when they fought, they fought themself picking at..</description>
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			<title>fgvgybgffvv</title>
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			<title>light</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eric took a deep breath as he approached the door to the science lab. The grey hallway of the school building&amp;nbsp; seemed to make everything more oppressive and downcast.Gingerly his hand moved towards the largest bruise he received last night when his father saw his ..</description>
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			<title>Needs a name</title>
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			<title>A sliver</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Pa, can i be George now?&quot; He asked, almost as if he was afraid to hear the answer. His dad looked at him strangely, as if he didn't understand what he meant. As if echoing Henry's thought, he replied,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Now son, what do yeh mean by that?&quot; he asked, leaning down o..</description>
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			<title>1 rough</title>
			<description>Experiment: X&amp;nbsp; Year: 4372&amp;nbsp; Time: 14:01:23The Project is as stated in the following recording:A thin nervous looking sweaty looking person sits in front where the Audio/Visual recorder is pointing. They adjusts it slightly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;This is D.X.12 reporting on the state of P..</description>
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			<title>Unsaid</title>
			<description>Not because you don't know what it is But because it hurts to much to say itSo I'll act like i don't know it But we both know i do But it's harder to be alone so I'll stay with you I wonder if you ever knew I really did love youI still do But I just can't trust you So what will happen next Is like e..</description>
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			<title>Some say</title>
			<description>Some say the world will end in fire and ice. I say the only black is really gray.and the the only end is when we truly speak.Some say hell will raise to earth.Who is to say otherwise. Yet no one says earth will rise to to heaven. And still Who's to say what left when your gone. the ones who are left..</description>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>V walked into the room like a miniature whirlwind. Or at least it seemed that way because of the way the wind outside was blowing. But V's expression always seemed uplifted and calm that was one of the things C or really anyone never got about V. Everyone looked towards the door at V's entrance beca..</description>
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			<title>untittled for now</title>
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			<title>Asleep</title>
			<description>Asleep Why do they wake the princess sleeping beauty while she's sleepingwhat a cruel thing to do she could be dreaming somethingsomething beautiful Sometimes i wish i could stay sleepingthat way i wouldn't have to wake up to the hole in my lifeSo whyTry to wake someone when there sleeping Such a cr..</description>
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			<title>Prolouge of the second story</title>
			<description>Rian woke in a very cold room. he felt dry, his regular brown hair falling into his eyes he slowly moved his stiff body at he same time he moved his sandpaper tongue over his dry cracking lips.he recognized the groggy sloth like feeling of being drugged. he felt a tiny spark of anger rising in her m..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two of a story i need to think of a name for: Building</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sarah walked back through the garden happy, very happy. Despite her earlier pouting she really loved music lessons, feeling the wood warm under her shoulder and the vibration of the bow against the strings she loved it. To boot her music teacher was very ni..</description>
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			<title>Chapter one of a story that i need to think of a name for </title>
			<description>&quot;What are you?&quot; Asked a small girl with long spiderweb like strands of silky blond hair.&quot;Don't you mean who?&quot;answered the boy with dark brown hair and clear gold-brown eyes like sun-light.&quot;No, why would i mean that I have no interest in who you are I'm going to leave soon.&quot;&amp;nbsp;she said bluntly or ..</description>
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			<title>A look into a biased view</title>
			<description>Is it oddIs it human nature Or Is it just me Or&amp;nbsp; Does the whole world seem to be evolving that's what those older than me say that what we do today Was the Sifi of yesterday is it really possible are we really that advanced&amp;nbsp; Or Are we simply trying to leavening some behind Did you know Som..</description>
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			<title>Tophats and Roses</title>
			<description>this is a collection of stories appearing in the same place and hopefully interacting with each other</description>
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			<title>Roses</title>
			<description>Roses Given on occasions Laid on graves Given to those we hold dear the most important thing to remember is the meaning of roses because roses mean remember We give roses to the sick So they remember that we care for them We give roses to those we love so they remember the special occasion on which ..</description>
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			<title>Tonight</title>
			<description>Clap your hands lets keep up a beat let kings and queens dance with us to tonight Nobody's sleeping cause the music is too loud tap you're feet lets get in the groove If your ears are deaf the feel the vibration of the music for one night&amp;nbsp; Tonight let voices never heard stretch to the hills and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slightlyodd/948831/</link>
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			<title>ABCDEFG</title>
			<description>A B C D E F GIf I lie don't blame me because you do it happily, H I J K L M N O PThe glare in your eye you know, tells me Q R S T U V W X Y Z That if i die before i wake Oh i ran out of alphabet But not out of memories I can use it to say this That if i die before i wake You're to blame </description>
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			<title>Chapter rough continued but still not done</title>
			<description>The study door opened Alec looked in to find a very striking person.&quot;Hullo I'm Alec good'sir, &quot; He greeted politely. He was after all surprised he had gotten the job on the interview he had stumbled so much. &quot; Are you my new attendant?&quot; Elliot replied looking intrigued. It was a very awkward first m..</description>
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			<title>Forgive me</title>
			<description>Take me out of this I'm so sick of this Lies try to cloud my eyes Tell me if i am mistaken&amp;nbsp; Forgive me if i am cruel but I might not be able to forgive myself for this But I'm not coming back this time Because the monsters in your closet keep scaring me If i stay i might just become one of the ..</description>
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			<title>A Pledge </title>
			<description>A pledge I pledge to Work past my fear and gain Courage by this i gain Bravery A pledge I pledge toTo defend what i believe is right and gain righteousness by this i gain purpose A pledge i pledge to try and see things from others points of perspective and gain understanding by this i gain empathy A..</description>
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			<title>Petals in the wind </title>
			<description>Tree's blowing in the wind When you're hearts light seems to be encased in the nothingness Look to those around you The tree's soft blossoms seem to call to you the ultimate peace Death is easy The tree is where all those you've lost wait But don't you know They'd be disappointing if you left those ..</description>
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			<title>The song of singing</title>
			<description>The young late queen's son watched silently from the palace balcony he was a disgrace an insult to the royal line. He was not allowed outside of the castle because he was his mothers shame.His face smiled in a innocence only the very sheltered know as he watched sword practice a lonely character he ..</description>
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