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			<title>Zarathustra</title>
			<description>Zarathustra indulges ev'ry whim, And, tossed by a tempest of his making, Explores - while all of his wit forsaking - The full complexities that make him, him. &quot;Where lies the courage in moderation?&quot; He sneers insanely, as he watches fools Who set their eyes on high, abiding rules, &quot;In strength and p..</description>
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			<title>Tombstone</title>
			<description>John 'Doc' Holliday has a thing for Angela Dawson.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1892799/</link>
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			<title>Gawain and the Green Knight</title>
			<description>This is my attempt at a form of poetry called ottava rima.</description>
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			<title>The Slave Army</title>
			<description>This is a very short story set in the time of Spartacus. It needs fleshing out, but the skeleton is there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1636569/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>In this short story, a journalist is interviewing a homeless man for a human interest story, but everything is not how it seems...</description>
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			<title>A Toast to the Fallen</title>
			<description>Here in Australia, those who have fallen in the name of freedom are remembered on April 25. I wrote this to commemorate the day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1520343/</link>
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			<title>The Letter</title>
			<description>The school's bell sounds and from its halls,Burst those who would escape its walls;Children who have been schooled all day,Now hurry to get home and play.A small girl stands out from the crowd,She drags her feet, her head is bowed;It's clear from her ill-fitting clothes,That no one cares for little ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1498054/</link>
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			<title>Smaug (A Spenserian Stanza)</title>
			<description>This follows the form of a Spenserian Stanza.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1442191/</link>
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			<title>A Keats Sonnet</title>
			<description>This is my first attempt at a Keats Sonnet.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1441711/</link>
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			<title>My Grandfather</title>
			<description>This poem is about my grandfather, Len.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1439312/</link>
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			<title>I See the Humanity</title>
			<description>A poem about the MH17 disaster.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1387283/</link>
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			<title>A Walk Upon the Sand at Night</title>
			<description>This is a poem about a man walking on the beach at night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1381821/</link>
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			<title>Hope You Don't Mind</title>
			<description>This poem includes several lines from a song with the same title.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1311962/</link>
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			<title>Once More To The Shore</title>
			<description>      Come with me once more, down to the shore,Come with me this once, and I'll entreat thee no more;     In the wake of the breaking waves let us stand,         Let us curl our toes in the froth on the sand;       We will bask in a silence broken only by birds,   As the sea speaks to us ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1310888/</link>
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			<title>Down To The Shore</title>
			<description>Follow me, down to the shore,Leave thy burdens and restore,Thy visage; let thy spirit soar,On the rising tempest and be free.Feel the sand between thy toes,And the salty wind that blows,From whence no earthly being knows,Let the cold sea wash the cares from thee.Tarry on the shor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1307637/</link>
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			<title>Sisyphus</title>
			<description>A short poem. Please review.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1307035/</link>
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			<title>Addiction</title>
			<description>In this poem I employ a seductress as a metaphor for drug addiction. Please review.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1306327/</link>
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			<title>Thinking On Death</title>
			<description>I would be lying if I said I'd never thought of death,Nor ever painted in my head the scenes of my last breath;I wonder if I'll die alone or if that day there'll be,One amongst all those I've known still there to sit with me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1293876/</link>
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			<title>The Creatures of the Night.</title>
			<description>In this poem, I employ 'the creatures of the night' as a metaphor for schizophrenia.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1264822/</link>
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			<title>The First Night</title>
			<description>The first night on the job ends with a twist.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1251850/</link>
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			<title>Bouncer</title>
			<description>A young lady lies dead in the bathroom of a club following a bouncer's first night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1251847/</link>
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			<title>A Word on the Breeze.</title>
			<description>Just a poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1249007/</link>
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			<title>Ajax - The Tale Begins</title>
			<description>This is the first chapter of the story of Ajax, one of the Greek heroes. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1247693/</link>
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			<title>Ajax</title>
			<description>This a story based on the Greek hero Ajax, who is one of the many characters in the Illiad.</description>
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			<title>The Pale Horse of the Fourth Horseman</title>
			<description>FROM WITHIN THE SEVENTH HELL,THE ECHO OF A BELL,RENTS THE MISTS APART,AS PALE HORSE OF DEATH DEPARTS.THE BOOT OF HORSEMAN DIGSINTO ITS SHALLOW RIBSA KICK INTO ITS HIDE,THROWS ITS HEAD FROM SIDE TO SIDE.&amp;nbsp;THE PALE STEED OF THE FOURTH HORSEMANYOU WIL..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1198133/</link>
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			<title>A rose in concrete.</title>
			<description>A path set in concrete by the side of the road, Has aged and cracks have started to show. In between clefts scarcely more than an inch, Dirt has collected, and though only a pinch Of earth covers seed it soon starts to grow, Then before long budding leaves start to show. Despite its surrounds not a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1195328/</link>
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			<title>The Lost Son</title>
			<description>This poem is about a woman who raised her son to be moral and principled, but he falls in with a wrong crowd and rebels against her values.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1160378/</link>
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			<title>For Jaqui</title>
			<description>This poem was written to mark the anniversary of a first date, which ended in a walk along the beach.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1160376/</link>
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			<title>Hera's Wrath</title>
			<description>A short poem about the young Heracles.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1074319/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Fourteen</title>
			<description>Chapter Fourteen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CabinBoy has run out of time, and out of choices. His fate is sealed, for it is timehe faced the captain. He only hopes that he will have a chance to explainhimself before the captain discovers that the bloomers are missing.CaptainJigswiggle is al..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056056/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Thirteen</title>
			<description>Chapter Thirteen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With the boatswain&amp;rsquo;s instructions by hiselbow, Cabin Boy pours rum from jug to jug until he is left with exactly fourpints of rum in the larger of the jugs. Then he uses the smaller jug to top itwith dark beer. He gives it a quick stir wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056053/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Twelve</title>
			<description>Chapter Twelve.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Theboatswain is not where Cabin Boy expects to find him. His hammock is quiteempty, and his boots are gone. Cabin Boy takes the stairs two at a time to thesecond deck. He is breathing heavily by the time he reaches the boatswain&amp;rsquo;soffice. &amp;ld..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056048/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Eleven</title>
			<description>ChapterEleven.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CabinBoy is not yet certain where he might find rum and dark beer, but he imaginesthe kitchen is a good place to start. The cook is beginning to portion out theevening meal, reminding Cabin Boy that the sun is about to set. &amp;ldquo;Cookie,can I ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056046/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Ten</title>
			<description>Chapter Ten.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CabinBoy finds the first mate glowering down at Rob and Riddles on the forecastle.He is glad he is not one of the older boys, for the first mate looks to be in afoul mood. Cabin Boy remains unsure of how to pose his question. For thatmatter, he is unsure..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056044/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Nine</title>
			<description>ChapterNine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CabinBoy decides that he should be honest if he wishes to get the truth from MrMarshall, for the boatswain seems to be a sympathetic man who might return thebloomers if he knew how desperate Cabin Boy was to find them. &amp;ldquo;MrMarshall,&amp;rdquo; he ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056042/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Eight</title>
			<description>Chapter Eight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Theboatswain is where Cabin Boy expects to find him: in his hammock, fast asleep.Cabin Boy knows that waking a pirate is as smart as waking a bear, but it isimportant that Cabin Boy talks to him, as sunset is not all that far away. CabinBoy thinks ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056039/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>Chapter Seven.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Severalof the crew hold a line over the railing of the forecastle, but the mostpopular sport today seems to be jeering Rob and Riddles, who are on their kneesscrubbing the deck. Cabin Boy reminds himself never to smart-mouth the firstmate.&amp;ldquo;Ar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056035/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Six</title>
			<description>Chapter Six.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Itis uncomfortably warm in the kitchen. The cook&amp;rsquo;s face is flushed red from theheat of the fire crackling in the large oven. He is not overly tall, but he hasuncommonly broad shoulders, a wide jaw and a thick neck. His long, stringy hairis plastere..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056034/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>Chapter Five.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;MissyMcMicky is the prettiest piratess that Cabin Boy has ever seen. That is hardlysurprising, though, as she is the only piratess he has ever seen. Still,he doubts few come prettier. &amp;ldquo;Now,what can Missy help ye with, lad?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056033/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>Chapter Four.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thesunlight makes Cabin Boy&amp;rsquo;s eyes water as he slogs up the stairs leading ontothe main deck. He crosses the deck quickly, making sure to avoid the grouchyfirst mate. Soon he stands at the foot of Mast Two.Lookingup, Cabin Boy is awed by the m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056029/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>Chapter Three.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As usual, the boatswainis not in his office. No doubt he is below, in his hammock. He is a sloth, but TheBelching Barfsniffer would fall apart without him.Tacked to the door of theboatswain&amp;rsquo;s office is the job roster. Cabin Boy runs a finger alon..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056026/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>Chapter Two.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The pride of theJigswiggle fortune is a pair of bloomers that once belonged to Queen Anne. Thetale of how Queen Anne lost her bloomers is a long one, so I will not bore youwith it here. Let me just say it is a tale of great cunning, a melon, and along piec..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056021/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Chapter One.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Belching Barfsniffer is becalmedon a gentle sea. Some of the crew dangle a line from the railing, while otherslie about the deck. Even the gulls circling the ship seem lazier than usual.In the captain&amp;rsquo;s cabin, the cabin boy isthinking life aboard T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/1056017/</link>
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			<title>Aboard the Belching Barfsniffer</title>
			<description>Aboard the Belching Barfsniffer is a children's chapter book of approximately 5000 words.</description>
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			<title>Sweet Pea and Marigold</title>
			<description>This is a short story written for young children. It is about two fairies, Sweet Pea and Marigold. They are best of friends, but something comes between them. Will they sort it? Read and find out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/993531/</link>
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			<title>Pigs can't keep sticks</title>
			<description>In this chapter, the conflict between Dylan H. and the bully escalates and is ultimately resolved.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/993113/</link>
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			<title>Of Heroes and Bully Pigs (working title).</title>
			<description>In this chapter I introduce the main character, Dylan H. I also intoduce conflict, first between Dylan and a bully; and second, between Dylan and his own nature.   </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/991090/</link>
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			<title>Dylan: Ninja of Mystery</title>
			<description>I am writing this book for a special boy who turns eight soon. He is bright, energetic and imaginative, and already fancies himself a ninja hero. He is my audience, and he is the star of this story. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jason19790/991082/</link>
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