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		<description>The original writings of author Spat Queen</description>
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			<title>A Plead</title>
			<description>So now I suppose I am supposed to write something you can feel.Well ,to serve what purpose.?When I think about what you think about when you think about me do you want to know what comes to mind? Besides zombies, it&amp;rsquo;s the absence of &amp;ldquo;that&amp;ldquo; human connection. When you think abo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/386468/</link>
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			<title>Strawberry Juice</title>
			<description>2/7/09 KISS OF WORDS / A short story&amp;nbsp;I never heard of strawberry juice until recently. It seemed as though once upon a time as a child I made a request for some and in response received only expressions from the faces of furthering generations that suggested that I must be out of my mind...</description>
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			<title>You Don't Fool Me</title>
			<description>Imagine king Arthurs table. Fifty feet long and rectangular. Black finish. Well kept. Rigid, formal chairs. Like sitting at opposite ends of a football field and shouting for ghosts to pass the pepper. Twenty minutes later the pepper arrives with a note:Dear Dining guest,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/384104/</link>
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			<title>Peanut Butter</title>
			<description>Amusings</description>
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			<title>Lucifera's Dilemma</title>
			<description>Apparently it seems the woman has a friend who is allegedly acting in a manner unbefitting of what most would define as being notable as&amp;nbsp;a good friend.&amp;nbsp;It is possible with the information that&amp;nbsp;our good friend, Lucifera,&amp;nbsp;has presented that the said friend has a good explanatio..</description>
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			<title> River Carcass</title>
			<description>There is a river running throughthe centerof the collectivewhen you listenyou can hear it rushing through,an current of&amp;nbsp;muttled thoughtsintertwining and tanglingstruggling to be heard as avoiceone.&amp;nbsp;Finality of conclusive evidencebuilds&amp;nbsp;one damnandonly few k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/338300/</link>
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			<title>Moving Moments</title>
			<description>The world will pardon my mush...</description>
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			<title>Subtle</title>
			<description>When you shout across a room it isn'tsubtleIf you want to drop a hintI would consider not to shout itfor it might defeat the purposeof the subtletybehind what is importantabout the factto avoid to bedirect thatmakes it so important as towhy one would define it as a hint.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/316310/</link>
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			<title>Tribute to Writers</title>
			<description>Should a writer write off another writer based on the idea that the writer rated them poorly? I say why would I want a writer reading my writing if they see it as what they would consider to be poorly rated material. Wouldn't I be wise to&amp;nbsp;select my readers in respect to the degree at which they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/316044/</link>
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			<title>Window Rain</title>
			<description>Bound by chains of secrecyoppressed by the words of faithrising up from the ashes fallingdown on me like bricks and when&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wait a little longerwhen I breath a little harder when Isweat a little faster nothing stops and I feel drops ofpunctual fashion tricklingsanely ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/315833/</link>
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			<title>Vin d'erect</title>
			<description>Life after sex</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/312215/</link>
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			<title>Magdalene</title>
			<description>These important things float weightlessWithin the space between birthBetween death and beyond thatThere must be a reason&amp;nbsp;If you can gut a lively fishYou can find where it is inYourself to end this but don'tAllow yourself the process for&amp;nbsp;Reason will sneak in sneakingUp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/toole/296209/</link>
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			<title>Prelude to a monument of chaos</title>
			<description>One lonely man is movedbeside himself he waitslonging for the libertyhe catches himself amidstthe smoke and losessight of it along the way&amp;nbsp;Jesus walks among usstill as the nightbearing the light and&amp;nbsp;love&amp;nbsp;of soulsin the lanternthat he holds abovethe heads of tho..</description>
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