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		<description>The original writings of author Zero</description>
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			<title>for my heart to yearn for another</title>
			<description>how long its been since you held my heart like your own tight and dear to your soul yet its been so longsince I last heard your voice telling me you truly love mehow its been so long since I've looked to you in pure loveits been so long and now my heart yearns for another and anortherdespite my hear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3130063/</link>
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			<title>godlike recklessness</title>
			<description>tw, talks of reckless behavior. cursing, smoking, stealing,  ect</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3124967/</link>
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			<title>page 1</title>
			<description>Icy air bites at my lungs, the cold and the annoying workout of dragging 200 something pounds of pure dead weight through muddy terrain makes it hard to catch my breath my hands cramping from the weather and my harsh grip on the mottled purple blue hued flesh disgust and irritation poisons my gaze, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3124886/</link>
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			<title>nn</title>
			<description>Now that the clock has struck midnight the clock stopped ticking, so much time has passed as I contemplated every little detail of our time together as well as our time apart my heart has pounded in my chest time and time again your words echoing in my swirling mind.as time went on the pain lessened..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3122166/</link>
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			<title>buried life</title>
			<description>TW blood?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3120010/</link>
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			<title>late nights and ripped sheets</title>
			<description>tw mentions of sex. self sabotaging actions stemming from rape, mentions of death.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3119660/</link>
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			<title>absence.</title>
			<description>Patience, a beautiful virtue you seemingly didnt have, words we both held were lost the moment you stopped. My tears my red lips that matched those red scratches on your back purple green marks left by your fang like teeth those marks marred my skin a week maybe even 2 after the last testament to ou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3119336/</link>
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			<title>blood sweat and gears</title>
			<description>workthats all I've ever done all I've been programmed to doI scrub and scrub ar the oil staining my skin so alas I wont get it on youI work so hard I break and stain everything near mebut I cant break you for I am gear and wires but you porcelain shiny delicatepureI created everything I own dolls ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3119321/</link>
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			<title>yearning embrace</title>
			<description>mainly a rant this chapter I hope you still enjoy however TW vague mentions of intimate acts, slight body horror, giving up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3119315/</link>
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			<title>feast for the maggots</title>
			<description>tw: bugs, body horror, self destruction, sa/rape ect</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/3114611/</link>
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			<title>fears of the lost</title>
			<description>collection of stories I write apologies if they are bad

tw for mental health issues bodily image maybe gore and references or speech of sa and rape please click off and do not read if that sounds lik</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/2954504/</link>
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			<title>tbd</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZeroXD/2953404/</link>
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