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			<title>The best I can transfer my being into words</title>
			<description>And then I realize how&amp;nbsp;lonely&amp;nbsp;I am without him.I realize that no living creature should ever have to be so..&amp;nbsp;alone.And I realize how worthless and pointless my life must be to have to feel this way.And then,&amp;nbsp;and then&amp;nbsp;I realize that this wont matter to anyone else.&amp;nbsp;That ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMoMackie/1014991/</link>
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			<title>The best I can transfer my being into words</title>
			<description>And then I realize how lonely I am without him.I realize that no living creature should ever have to be so.. alone.And I realize how worthless and pointless my life must be to have to feel this way.And then, and then&amp;nbsp;I realize that this wont matter to anyone else.&amp;nbsp;That I must write all of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMoMackie/1014066/</link>
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			<title>Tied Velcro laces</title>
			<description>Lets blast the silenceand kill the noise.Lets live in the shadowsof dead boys and girls.Lets believe wishesreally do come true.Lets tie and re tie everysingle unlaced shoe.Lets drown in a worldwhere miracles do exist.Lets mark off everythingthats not on the to do list.Lets pretend promisesare always..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMoMackie/1009944/</link>
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			<title>I guess you can say that</title>
			<description>today was okayi guess you can say that,my eyes were twitchingand i felt extra fat.Dad is yelling,what else is new.Mom is just taking itGod, what can i do?The T.V isn't enoughto drown out the noise.curses and stompingthe throwing of toys.Dad SHUT UP..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMoMackie/1009928/</link>
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			<title>getting better</title>
			<description>These are the moments when I feel like dying.These are tears I cant stop crying.These are the days I want to end.These are the days, I feel like I don&amp;rsquo;t have a friend.These are the memories that will haunt me foreverThese are the moments I , unfortunately, will remember...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMoMackie/1009926/</link>
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			<title>Perfectly Imperfekt</title>
			<description>This story is a real life relationship between me and now thirteen year old baby brother with down syndrome.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackieMoMackie/1009916/</link>
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