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			<title>Thursday, 10pm</title>
			<description>she needs closure...in whatever manner.</description>
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			<title>Basra Times Three</title>
			<description>So far, so long, next to me is where you belong...</description>
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			<title>I have never understood....</title>
			<description>When the opposite of logic, reason and goodness overtake the action, therein lies trouble and evil.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjill/279598/</link>
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			<title>Danny's Mom</title>
			<description>That gnawing feeling, a second or sixth sense, those unfathomable signs that we have, yet so often seek to ignore</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjill/273567/</link>
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			<title>Unseen, Unknown</title>
			<description>So often it seems that it is only we who are to blame for our lives, our paths and our choices.</description>
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			<title>Making Things Better</title>
			<description>Strength and inspiration come in some of the most unexpected packages!</description>
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			<title>Doing the Right Thing!</title>
			<description>Confessions of why this middle-aged, female Democrat will vote for Obama</description>
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			<title>Milan Mist</title>
			<description>As days, weeks, months, lives end, sometimes hopes do as well.  Yet there always remains a glimmer of possibility that somewhere, somehow, love can be renewed.</description>
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			<title>Paradise</title>
			<description>Is age just a number in love?  Or does it hold secrets only to be revealed and stolen by time?</description>
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			<title>Gone</title>
			<description>He stood trying to decide what to do, whether to speak to her or what. Then, he turned away for a moment because the sun was in his eyes. When he looked back, she was gone.How well he remembered that day on the beach of Puerto Plata- how everything on their vacation was so perfect, so right. His m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjill/267715/</link>
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			<title>Lift the veil</title>
			<description>Lift the veil to really see who's your Teacher and who's really free. &amp;nbsp;Talking 'bout life yet endorsing the killingScoffing at peace; talking? Not willing.. &amp;nbsp;Sending young men with arms off to wars against countries today evil, your yesterday's w****s. &amp;nbsp;You've numbed t..</description>
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