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			<title>Like the wind</title>
			<description>Cheesy poem 'mais quoi faire?' </description>
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			<title>I think I'll speak</title>
			<description>I wrote this on one of my 'off' days, when I'm in a funny, annoying, dumb mood. </description>
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			<title>The Last Line </title>
			<description>My second short story. Probably my best one so far.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stars_die_too/1010588/</link>
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			<title>The Elementals</title>
			<description>This I wrote as a prelude to a story that disappeared down the lane of Could-have-been. </description>
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			<title>Adrift Upon the Sea of Time</title>
			<description>This is a a poem that evolved from a bored scribble during Biology...</description>
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