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		<description>The original writings of author KristaK</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>The main characters, Brianna and David, are introduced in a short scene.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/825254/</link>
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			<title>Losing Brianna.</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/825251/</link>
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			<title>Human Utopians.</title>
			<description>	I want to be thin,&amp;nbsp;		to have control.	I want to be free,&amp;nbsp;		to grow wings.	I want to be safe,&amp;nbsp;		secure.	But somehow I&amp;rsquo;ve realized	There is no such thing as safe,		secure.&amp;nbsp;	The only thing that exists is pain,		torture.&amp;nbsp;	My life has become broke..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/513495/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>	It's a mental game, what I do. It's just for pleasure; the pleasure of seeing someone writhe in pain that they can't control, the pleasure of causing someone so much pain that they lash out, even though they know they can't win. I will always win, I can'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/421445/</link>
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			<title>Sleeping Premonition</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Curtains were drawn to a dark sky and my eyes looked out, trying to perceive something in the darkness. The window acted as a mirror and I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see past the reflection of a tall, pale figure whose hair was long and looked greasy. The once lively green eyes were now a sour, colorless ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/415885/</link>
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			<title>Marionette Theatre</title>
			<description>Uhh, not finished... no where near being finished... This is like, part 1 of 10 for this... =S</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/378399/</link>
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			<title>Five Doors</title>
			<description>This really doesn't make much sense, I guess if you use your imagination...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/361783/</link>
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			<title>Inspiration</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Invincible you are,Nigh perfection you become.Saving this can&amp;rsquo;t be done,Parish it will.In pictures it can be found,Rather old memories,And quotes create it.Taking all you can,If you leave itOthers will use it.Never ignore this gift.&amp;nbsp;Inspiration&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/348161/</link>
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			<title>Living Dead</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;There came a timeWhen I lost my heart.A time when I couldn&amp;rsquo;tWhen I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t live.&amp;nbsp;Live a life alone,Alone because you left.You left when I,When I wasn&amp;rsquo;t ready.&amp;nbsp;Could I ever be ready?Ready for love to leave?To leave, and never come back?For,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/347138/</link>
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			<title>Barefoot</title>
			<description>A simple poem that tells a short story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/345037/</link>
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			<title>No one ever asked</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Like a ghost,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He came and went.No one ever asked who he spent.Like a mirror,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was trapped.No one ever asked w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/340209/</link>
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			<title>The Blue Moon</title>
			<description>The topic was &quot;Birth By Sheep&quot;... I think I used it fairly well in this piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/334096/</link>
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			<title>Shinning Star</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When life was easy,You never got sleazy.When life was hard,I tried not to be scarred.&amp;nbsp;I waited for hope,A way to cope.A silver lining,That was always shinning.&amp;nbsp;When it all seemed rightYou tried to be bright.When it all fell apart,You tried to restart.&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/325839/</link>
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			<title>Flame</title>
			<description>When Jaime lost her boyfriend in a fire, her life changed forever. Will she ever be the same again?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/311361/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We stood by the sign post. The sun was now above the trees and slowly approaching its highest point in the sky. I looked at James, his face was pale and his jaw set.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Common James. We're going to do this, and ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/291236/</link>
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			<title>Live or Die</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/283811/</link>
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			<title>Grim Reaper</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it. Might be kinda depressing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/280427/</link>
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			<title>Broken Heart</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care. I wrote this with nobody specific in mind, I now have someone who this applies to. His name is Ronnie.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/280414/</link>
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			<title>The Seasons of Life</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.
How the seasons change and life revolves around them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/279338/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>We sat upon the rock that jutted out above the ocean. I hugged my knees tightly to my chest with James sitting next to me, his arm pulling me closer to him.&amp;nbsp;We hadn't spoken of what we had found yet. James had seemed troubled, but whether about what he found or my tears, I couldn't tell. I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/278724/</link>
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			<title>My love.</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care. Be warned that this is a sad one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/277754/</link>
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			<title>You thought you knew me</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.
The person I am underneathe.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/277039/</link>
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			<title>I'm sorry I never told you...</title>
			<description>This isn't a story, it's a letter.
Like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/276864/</link>
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			<title>I'm confused..........</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.
It doesn't make sense, but I guess that's why it's genre is nonsense.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/276600/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I lay in my bed, tossing and turning. The summer breeze tickled the hairs on my arms as it blew in through my window. I kicked the blankets off of my legs. My tank top was pulled up a little, and slightly uncomfortable.Frustrated, hot, and unable to sleep, I climbed out of bed and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/276460/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/276457/</link>
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			<title>Save me</title>
			<description>Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.
Depression at it's worst, the affects.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/276230/</link>
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			<title>Life, Love, Confusion...</title>
			<description>Fall in love, get your heart broken. Love, and live. Do, or die. Black hole, or a fire.

Read it, like it, love it, hate it, I don't care.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UnknownAuthor/276191/</link>
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