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			<title>The Fallen</title>
			<description>(First part to my story. It's orientated around a prostitute and the theme of fate).</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1052221/</link>
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			<title>Invention Of The Millenium</title>
			<description>A mirage of confusion, Biotechnological fusion, A way of feeling like you are no longer human, Devoid of emotions, Oblivious to pain, A miracle invention used to switch off our brains, The fear that we thrived in, is no longer recognised, The pain that we grew with, has no way to get inside, Emotion..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1052009/</link>
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			<title>SNAFU</title>
			<description>(Not finished yet)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1052005/</link>
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			<title>Princess</title>
			<description>Lounging in the palace slumber with no significant meaning, The princess waits patiently for her brother's upheaving, But for that she shall be waiting for the rest of her endulgent life, Proving only to be useful in becoming a royal wife, Born into a heritage God blessed with limitless power, The p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1052002/</link>
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			<title>Paranoia</title>
			<description>Losing control but it's my own fault, How could I allow my emotional blockades to dissolve? A perilous weather has doomed on my soul, The madness inside me has began to unfold, Inquisitive questions are met with deceit, Sick, senseless strangers are exiled to my street, The paranoia is welling, they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1051997/</link>
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			<title>Distraction</title>
			<description>There is evil within me; it is deep within my roots, A nothingness, a tyrant, an inconspicious crook, I beg of you to understand and justify my needless sin, You would feel the same with an addiction to a blade across your skin, Do the God's look upon me with an inoculate grin? Praising the underwor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1051988/</link>
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			<title>Feeble</title>
			<description>A plethora of teeth and happiness erupts explosively from your face, Concealing ever so effectively, the struggle of your grace, Inside your soul the foundations are withering away, An inevitable downfall that effects you each and every day, A strong statuette of wisdom and wit is how you appear, Bu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MeghanNewt0n/1051985/</link>
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