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			<title>Power of Knowledge</title>
			<description>The secret to eternal youthlies in educationFor the hearts of the young and learned are the same.Filled with wonderVoid of hatetouched by longingAnd heavy with age</description>
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			<title>The Storm</title>
			<description>The calm before the storm...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RavenWells/1095105/</link>
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			<title>Saint Nick</title>
			<description>A Christmas poem that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy! :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RavenWells/1094789/</link>
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			<title>Evelyn First Draft</title>
			<description>Evellyn O'Malley, a daredevil from the backwoods of Barnevald. A teenage girl who was BORN to save Serendipity. A steam-punk, knight filled world filled with bandits, witches, guardians, and most of all, dragons. Her story begins in crowded Barnevald running around street corners, dodging carts, and..</description>
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			<title>Sons and Daughters</title>
			<description>In honor of the children of Newton, Connecticut.</description>
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			<title>First draft hgwells</title>
			<description>Flashes of light, an atom, fire, explosions, death, so much death. Herbert George Wells bolted awake in a cold sweat. The sheets piling around his waist. He released a sigh of relief as the fear flew from his mind, and excitement replaced it. His feet hit the floor as he rushed over to his desk. An ..</description>
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			<title>I'm Sorry</title>
			<description>A poem about the pain of bullying, and how it reaches beyond the bully and the victim.</description>
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			<title>Writers Block</title>
			<description>I needed to write something but couldn't think of anything, so this happened. When I looked back and read what I had written, I thought it was kind of strange and interesting. So I decided to share it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RavenWells/1084821/</link>
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			<title>Dragons</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote for English class, wondering what the dwellers of the internet think of it.
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			<title>Ghosts</title>
			<description>A story that I altogether, had too much fun doing research for. WAY too much fun.</description>
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			<title>Machines</title>
			<description>This is the begining to a story I'm hoping to write that's set more in the future.</description>
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