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		<description>The original writings of author MarieCo214</description>
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			<title>Vision</title>
			<description>As she walked home, she cried, seeing a vision that was perhaps better to have seen as blind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736087/</link>
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			<title>I Admit</title>
			<description>The girl's admissions.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736086/</link>
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			<title>In My Forest</title>
			<description>As she wanders, she remembers and reaches towards the memories of realities, but remains in her forest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736085/</link>
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			<title>Prelude</title>
			<description>The girl who yearns for her mother...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736083/</link>
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			<title>Dedicated to Nanay</title>
			<description>Written for mother's day from the point of view of a lonely girl who yearns for her mother that stands only so far away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736080/</link>
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			<title>Guy</title>
			<description>He cheats and knows what he's done, so he watches until he walks away. Told in first person. Uncertain of credibility. It's strongly reliant on stereotypes and common perceptions I've heard.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736074/</link>
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			<title>Glass Heart</title>
			<description>All she wants is love, not the presents piling in her room. Unedited.
[I wrote this a year ago, but I noticed that most of my writing on this site is over four years old.] </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/736073/</link>
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			<title>Prayer</title>
			<description>Romeo's friend</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/327793/</link>
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			<title>Pity</title>
			<description>Juliet's older sister</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/327789/</link>
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			<title>Game</title>
			<description>Romeo</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/327787/</link>
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			<title>Trap</title>
			<description>Juliet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/327784/</link>
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			<title>The Window</title>
			<description>What if Shakespeare's play was a dream that haunted Juliet? And what if her Romeo was the malicious man who haunted her relentlessly?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/327783/</link>
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			<title>[untitled]</title>
			<description>I wonder&amp;hellip;you seem to know what I'm feeling from that barren land, but our worlds are different. Yours is a barren land, a land of the damned with fear and sadness in every crevice, in the very fabric of its design. I don't have a world, no ground beneath my feet. That is how mine is different..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/252265/</link>
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			<description>No. It doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter if you don&amp;rsquo;t think me real, but I am here. I have promised. After I wrote my confession, I have reached a resolve. She will know I am here and I am going to force her to know, by taking over her body more and more so that she can&amp;rsquo;t ignore me, so that she knows..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/252253/</link>
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			<description>Such elegant words, my dear. Ha! You make me laugh. You make them all laugh.&amp;nbsp;Do you hear her sentiments? A drag, an utter drag, she can never escape. She belongs to me. You wonder who I am?&amp;nbsp;I am the one who lives within. I am the man inside this girl who speaks, beside her and tort..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/252251/</link>
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			<title>Other Side</title>
			<description>Tell her, I'm real. Tell her, I'm here. Don't let her forget me. I will try as hard to keep writing more for you to know, just please. Don't let her forget me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/252249/</link>
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			<title>I want to be flying</title>
			<description>I wish to escape but I know I will always be trapped. Binding me to His eternity. I want to awaken but I already know. This is reality.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/252160/</link>
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			<title>Masked</title>
			<description>Should she be pitied or should she be killed?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/248628/</link>
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			<title>Thought of the Rose</title>
			<description>She's dying and she can never escape, but can she at least be saved?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/248620/</link>
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			<title>Silent Cries</title>
			<description>There is so much deception. It gets to the point that it can't be seen whether it's good or bad.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/246274/</link>
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			<title>Crying and Dying</title>
			<description>Lord please save her, the girl crying on the floor...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/245466/</link>
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			<title>Mind Games</title>
			<description>She's losing her mind. Her sanity is faltering. Who is talking? Is it her voice or is it her heart?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/245461/</link>
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			<title>Princess of Winter</title>
			<description>Make a choice. Will you go with her or will you stay and die?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/245450/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 6: My Child</title>
			<description>Is the daughter of the devil just a girl named Raye or is she the creation of Satan? Why is she angry?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/242969/</link>
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			<title>Memory</title>
			<description>A quick work late at night. There's a theme and meaning, but that's for the reader's to find out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/233356/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5: Not Expected</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It was Marcus Varick&amp;rsquo;s last year of high school, his last year to search freely for the devil&amp;rsquo;s daughter. A short while ago, he was offered to skip grades and enter college, but he refused and that had only bought him a few years. He still didn&amp;rsquo;t know her face or her name, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/217472/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Can I give you a tour?</title>
			<description>Who is the devil's daughter now? Will the mission what naturally drew them to each other or was it fate that pulled time together?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/216441/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3: No Face</title>
			<description>Who is she? How will they find her? Is it a danger if she could see him, yet he didn't know?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/216346/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: The Son</title>
			<description>Who is the son of God now? Does God know the danger towards his son?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/216323/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: You Will Know</title>
			<description>How do you punish the devil? How do you know that what you're doing...is right?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/216320/</link>
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			<title>Punishment</title>
			<description>It is time that God punishes the devil, but there is only one way to punish him, to hurt him and the only way to hurt him is through his daughter. Jesus is reborn and is sent on a mission to capture the devil's daughter. What will God do...if punishing th</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/216318/</link>
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			<title>I am a fool</title>
			<description>Just a thought I had today. I'm still a little bummed that my poem &amp;quot;Words of a Masked Woman&amp;quot; couldn't be saved. The theme is the title.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/213998/</link>
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			<title>Transformation</title>
			<description>I just remember being inspired and this was on here before. The theme is &amp;quot;Inhuman&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/202894/</link>
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			<title>You Will Be Mine</title>
			<description>The title is the theme. That simple.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/202883/</link>
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			<title>The Best Gays in History</title>
			<description>A friend of mine and I had this idea in history class one day. It was too funny to pass up. The theme is &amp;quot;The Pot and the Gay&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201998/</link>
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			<title>Loving Love</title>
			<description>One of my most recent stories, I had actually added this a while ago, but with the deleted data, this went too. It was inspired by a topic written by a fellow writer here. The theme is &amp;quot;Cupid&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201988/</link>
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			<title>Demon to TBear (original)</title>
			<description>This, I believe, is the original version, without my friend's interference. Then again, I can see why she found the need to add it. You'll see.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201980/</link>
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			<title>Demon to TBear</title>
			<description>This was a while ago and it was just an idea I had when I was looking at my stuffed animals. Try to figure out the theme here, it's so simple.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201970/</link>
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			<title>Dawning</title>
			<description>A story I wrote when I woke up from enlightening/bad dream, I don't know. It was about a month or two ago. The theme is &amp;quot;What you will miss&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201952/</link>
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			<title>Only As Blind</title>
			<description>A story I wrote a short while ago, inspired by a fellow writer here on writerscafe. The theme is &amp;quot;See it before it's too late&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201946/</link>
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			<title>Unnamed Creator</title>
			<description>A story I wrote a while ago. I came up with the idea when I was thinking of God and the Devil. The theme is &amp;quot;What if there is a third?&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201939/</link>
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			<title>Her Word</title>
			<description>A story I wrote a while ago for my friend's birthday. The theme is &amp;quot;Outcast&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201932/</link>
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			<title>Eternal Emily</title>
			<description>The sequel to Death's Emily, it has the same theme.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201921/</link>
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			<title>Death's Emily</title>
			<description>A story inspired by a good friend of mine. The theme is &amp;quot;Belonging to death&amp;quot;. There's a sequel, so don't worry about the ending.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201915/</link>
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			<title>What's there?</title>
			<description>A story I had written a while ago for a friend's birthday. I guess the theme is, &amp;quot;What didn't she see?&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/201904/</link>
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			<title>Their Word</title>
			<description>For a friend's birthday...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/153542/</link>
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			<title>Modern Resurrection</title>
			<description>For some reason, I could feel the beginning of a turnin my life would take place. All the ministers, archbishops, and pastors of ourregion were gathered in our church. Their reason was that they felt somethingwould happen in the next three to four weeks in this church. I did not feel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Genboku/153497/</link>
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