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		<description>The original writings of author lost sock</description>
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			<title>Statement</title>
			<description>Disclaimer: I am not now nor have I ever been suicidal. I do not need counseling.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/351867/</link>
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			<title>Green Eyes Lined With Black</title>
			<description>Green eyes lined with blackPainted lips curled upwardConfidence radiates as she floats by&amp;nbsp;Crowds with turned backsFallen false-hearted smileHer strut becomes a stagger&amp;nbsp;Empty apartment filled with darknessUnmade bed cold and lonelyTears glide down ashen cheeks&amp;nbsp;T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/332364/</link>
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			<title>Wouldn't Dad Be Proud?</title>
			<description>Response to the prompt &quot;After more than twenty years, a man finally solves the Rubik's Cube he got in high school.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/331153/</link>
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			<title>Shadow</title>
			<description>I wore a shy smilean awkward waveYou mirrored my grin&amp;nbsp;I had open armsa willing heartYou welcomed my closeness&amp;nbsp;I gave my trustoffered&amp;nbsp;it allYou took everything&amp;nbsp;I am a shadowa broken dreamYou keep my spirit</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/331150/</link>
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			<title>Falling</title>
			<description>Yeah. I'm kind of overwhelmed right now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/265340/</link>
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			<title>Infectious</title>
			<description>This is a response to a prompt. I don't care for it much, but I promised/am being forced to share, so here it is. :P</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/256467/</link>
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			<title>Forever</title>
			<description>Written for a friend.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/225203/</link>
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			<title>Losing It</title>
			<description>This is rather pointless and really random, but I'm sharing it anyway. This is about what happens when I'm left on my own all day every day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/222199/</link>
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			<title>Save Me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He stood tall, staring straight ahead as people came up to him offering their condolences. He didn't want their sympathy, but he nodded his acknowledgment politely. They watched and waited, he knew, for him to cry, to break down. He remained stoic.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/206089/</link>
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			<title>What Lies Beyond</title>
			<description>Humans are flawed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202531/</link>
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			<title>Wait</title>
			<description>She cherished every moment with himfearing each moment may be the last.She dreaded the time she knew he would leave.She wished that time could wait.&amp;nbsp;He could feel the strain on their relationshipwith his departure coming fast.He loved her, and though he told her not to,He secret..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202527/</link>
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			<title>Veneer</title>
			<description>She went unnoticed when he walked by,No matter what she did to make him look.Many nights she would lie awake wondering,Why can't he see me? Why?&amp;nbsp;She wore more makeup and dyed her hair,Changing her appearance just for him.But even with her tighter and skimpier clothes,He couldn't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202523/</link>
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			<title>Thank You</title>
			<description>This goes out to a select few. You guys know who you are.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202512/</link>
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			<title>Somebody</title>
			<description>Everybody is guilty of ignorance.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202508/</link>
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			<title>I Remember</title>
			<description>Shy startSharing a bus seat&amp;nbsp;I remember&amp;nbsp;Carefree days at recessThe excitement of playdates&amp;nbsp;I remember&amp;nbsp;Secret handshakesFriendship necklaces&amp;nbsp;I remember&amp;nbsp;Sneaky note-passingSlumber parties&amp;nbsp;I remember&amp;nbsp;Comparing schedulesTal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202499/</link>
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			<title>Gravel</title>
			<description>I wrote this when I was really upset and frustrated with someone. Grr, mean person!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Michelle1017/202494/</link>
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