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		<description>The original writings of author elizander</description>
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			<title>Finish It Contest</title>
			<description>Short story based off from a 'finish it' line</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1409418/</link>
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			<title>truth</title>
			<description>a short dialogue </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1113063/</link>
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			<title>1/8/13</title>
			<description>she sat, re-reading everything, wondering where it had all happened, when it had all started. &quot;i don't think i've ever felt this empty.&quot;&amp;nbsp; it wasn't just because she'd had the flu all week and hadn't eaten anything till today. she felt devoid of her very soul, like her body was imploding on itse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1103408/</link>
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			<title>Birth of Creation</title>
			<description>this is an entry for a 'finish this....' contest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1101092/</link>
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			<title>1/4/13</title>
			<description>the beginning of a new year is the beginning of new late-ngiht streams of thoughts; here's the first of those</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1100529/</link>
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			<title>Good-Bye</title>
			<description>short story, part fiction part non-fiction</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1076792/</link>
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			<title>9/10/12</title>
			<description>what's been going through my head for the last few days in a constant cycle, i continue to let myself be hurt and perpetually wonder what is wrong with me that i let him do it over and over</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1035602/</link>
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			<title>7/19/12</title>
			<description>this is included in my late night thoughts, but it is also a silent confession to the one i'm writing about</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1035601/</link>
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			<title>5/16/12</title>
			<description>this is another short late night thoughts writing </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1035597/</link>
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			<title>4/13/12</title>
			<description>every once in a while i'm laying in bed thinking to myself about, well everything. this is one of those times. the title is just the day i happened to write this piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/traehseitinrete/1035593/</link>
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