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			<title>Lima Oscar Victor Echo</title>
			<description>An experiment on sentence structuring, word combinations and poetic rythm. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FloydFan112/1180615/</link>
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			<title>Intoxication</title>
			<description>I am inebriated with her, dependent on her. She is my light and my guide. </description>
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			<title>Cornered Horse</title>
			<description>One silent evening there is a rattling noise in the farmer's barn. The man goes to investigate. </description>
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			<title>Time/No Time</title>
			<description>&quot;There is not a single scientific way to prove the passage of time. For all we may know, time has never existed, nor has it ever passed. Imagine the implications of that.&quot; - Unknown</description>
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			<title>J'accuse</title>
			<description>What do the people that obey the system think of? Do they even care about the final outcome of things? Do morals even exist for them? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FloydFan112/1089927/</link>
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			<title>Recollection</title>
			<description>Can we re-discover our youth and the wonders it brought even after we've abandoned it all? Is there something that can take us back to the times past? A book perhaps? </description>
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			<title>Requiem</title>
			<description>Islands and crashing seas, all falls beneath the waves as a lone man, standing on a the half point of a cliff, contemplates life, the universe and the inevitable passage of time. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FloydFan112/1068994/</link>
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			<title>Of Gentle Rains and Cold Teas</title>
			<description>What happens when a loved one dies and a suffering soul is left behind? How warm and timeless is love? </description>
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			<title>Cadence and Cascade</title>
			<description>Freedom is what we need, love is what we need and peace is what we want. Are we ready to rebel and to fight that which is corrupt and self-destructive? Are we ready to make a change? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FloydFan112/1056343/</link>
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			<title>Flaming Horizons</title>
			<description>What is the true meaning of &quot;family&quot;? Does it even have a meaning today? Jake and Stu, two brothers from Michigan find out.

A story of brotherhood, violence, hope and salvation found in destruction. </description>
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