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			<title>A superhero??</title>
			<description>I'm  the hero who's vain corse black from sin.I'm the hero who's heart is singed black with the fires of hate that have festered inside him.I'm a hero who's watched death take some thing, who's morned and walked away. I'm a hero who's has looked and not appreciated what he has, then appr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1154097/</link>
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			<title>my words to thoughs who need help</title>
			<description>Here I am a restless soul.I see each heart it beats so imperfectly.       I&amp;rsquo;m a boat on the stormy sea being bombarded by waves side to side, crashing into my ship. Being tossed from side to side.     Will I find hope or a silver lining,or will I devoured by the restless sea.&amp;hellip;............</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1046846/</link>
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			<title>I will</title>
			<description>I will, is what I told her. As I ran I will little did I know those were my last words to her.It started off as an Inacent trip to Mexico. We arrived at the resort in Mexico city, as we walked in Tiffany grabbed a broshiar to a trip to the heart of the jungle. We thought ok I scrolled through it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1038598/</link>
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			<title>Ship one the ocean</title>
			<description>Here I am just a ship on the ocean, Sailing through the storm. Being pushed and pulled, being torn around.Will I find an silver lining,or just be devoured by thestorm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1038551/</link>
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			<title>Scary house part 2 the monster within </title>
			<description>Sequel to scary house </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1037502/</link>
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			<title>Scary house </title>
			<description>Hope you like my scary storie :) . It gave me goose bumps just writing it as well as night mares. D:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1037110/</link>
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			<title>First time</title>
			<description>As I walked down the hall ways of school scurrying to find my next class but just as I found it BOOM! All my books splatered over the floor, as I bent down to pick them up she bent down to her soft dirty blond hair, and eyes like the water of the great pacific ocean. I spoke to her jittery h..h...hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/T-willy/1036739/</link>
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