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		<description>The original writings of author nomoontea</description>
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			<title>Magical magnitism</title>
			<description>What happens when you try too harf</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2962185/</link>
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			<title>Athen Brings Home His Lesson from School</title>
			<description>Very, very short story. Think of it as happening in all of one minute.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2962085/</link>
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			<title>Pinky</title>
			<description>Flash fiction.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2961904/</link>
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			<title>Those eyes</title>
			<description>Flash</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2961889/</link>
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			<title>Im just checking</title>
			<description>To see if I can post my work</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2961398/</link>
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			<title>The kiss</title>
			<description>A flash fiction peice, where less is more. Experiment</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2960426/</link>
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			<title>Gators boots</title>
			<description>Never has a single syllable said so much; a long vowl sound cut short. Filled with surprise, and a question. It was a question that would hang in the air indefinitely. Maybe he'd answer it, but maybe not. He had that advantage, especially since I was there. It came out of her like a little puff of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2960093/</link>
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			<title>Things he thought she missed</title>
			<description>Short story as about lies and deception. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959829/</link>
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			<title>About a Song</title>
			<description>Just another patch.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959751/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook. Thoughts on spinning.</title>
			<description>Just more musing about the Art of telling stories.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959547/</link>
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			<title>More Spiral notebook. On the back side of the page</title>
			<description>First they make you doubt yourself. They have to, so they can glorify themselves. And so you will too. Glorify them I mean. They never seem to like anything about you. Not your opinions, not your, choices, Not your style. And your tastes are called into question too. They never miss a chance to make..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959463/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook</title>
			<description>A Post Modern experiment in a Prose Poetry style, presented in bits and peices.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959408/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook</title>
			<description>A bits and peices story written in a Prose Poetry kind of styke</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959292/</link>
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			<title>Shed think you were lame.</title>
			<description>Just some thoughts I had about writing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959157/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2959005/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook</title>
			<description>Just a scrap I picked up off the floor. Sacing it for patchwork.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2958699/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook</title>
			<description>A Prose Poem story in snap shots and peices</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2958674/</link>
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			<title>Spiral notebook</title>
			<description>I'm writing my story scrap by scrap patchwork style with poetic thread like textile art, but til then it's just bits and peices of this and that that I thought I forgot, or dropped on the floor, </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nomoontea/2958582/</link>
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