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			<title>just 2 little boys</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;JUST 2 little boys &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Two 9 year old boys ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/275189/</link>
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			<title>iTS OVER NOW</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I fell for an AMERICAN BOYHe showed me GOOD LOVEAnd made me WEAK IN THE KNEESThe more time we spent together we got CLOSERI could dream about him for FOREVER and a dayIt was like he was HEAVEN SENTEven when he hurt me I was still BLEEDING LOVEI knew it would be hard to get him ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/262523/</link>
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			<title>wOrd?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It was another regular boring day at work and I had to close. I was there until about midnight. All I heard was crickets cricking. I went to my locker and took out my phone and saw I had a missed call, and a text from an odd number that I did not recognize it said&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/260306/</link>
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			<title>i eat</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;HOST-Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another great round of WHO DAT BE YO!&amp;nbsp; One lucky bachelor will have the opportunity at a chance at love with one of the two sexy bachelorettes. These bachelorettes will be asked questions to see who is most compatible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/256783/</link>
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			<title>super supreme</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It was a crazy Island and it was just getting worse it was called feefertown. People were&amp;nbsp;Going crazy. It all started 3 years ago, everyone was getting the new super supreme&amp;nbsp;Deluxe bacon burger from the super deluxe burger shop. Everyone was becoming a fiend&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/253654/</link>
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			<title>the girl of my dreams</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It was about 3:20 AM and I heard my phone vibrating I decided to not pick upThen I checked to see who called. It was my best friend I thought to myself it must be important if she was calling this late.&amp;nbsp;I called her back. The phone barely rang when she picked up crying hystericall..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/244478/</link>
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			<title>picture in 20 words:blank</title>
			<description>All she has a blank stare .Wondering where he is,And why he&amp;rsquo;s not there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/236283/</link>
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			<title>picture in 20 words:mountain stare</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As I look into the fogAnd feel the cold mountains stareI wonder howPeople breathe with no air&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/236282/</link>
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			<title>they'll never break me</title>
			<description>They&amp;rsquo;ll never break me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quote &amp;ldquo;besides they&amp;rsquo;ll see how beautiful I am and be ashamed.&amp;rdquo; From Langston Hughes I, Too&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Besides&amp;hellip;They&amp;rsquo;ll see how beautiful I am and be ashamed.&amp;rdquo;They&amp;rsquo;ll have only the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/235699/</link>
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			<title>Heartmonica</title>
			<description>Cleaning up in Mr. Boyd&amp;rsquo;s backyard John decides to sit down and take a break; he reaches into his brown paper bag and takes out his harmonica from his overly used dirt filled overalls. Just before he got to play a tune, Mr. Boyd yells &amp;ldquo;Do you think you deserve something for supper?&amp;rdquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/225277/</link>
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			<title>Heartmonica</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dianabell/225275/</link>
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