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		<description>The original writings of author Rose</description>
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			<title>A Box of Her Own</title>
			<description>This poem kind of expounds on the idea of &quot;don't fix me; I'm not broken.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aragornsgirl/313279/</link>
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			<title>Just Friends</title>
			<description>&quot;His hugs are so sweet that who needs his kisses...&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aragornsgirl/312234/</link>
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			<title>White</title>
			<description>To some people torture is colored in red,Like the haze that you see in a rage.Red like the blood that comes from some creatureBeing forced to run for an age.Some people say torture causes searing pain,Like being broken in two.Pain like the feeling that comes from your heartAfter saying..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aragornsgirl/312204/</link>
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			<title>Don't you ever wonder</title>
			<description>This is from my senior year in high school...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aragornsgirl/287941/</link>
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			<title>Tarnished Gold</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Tarnished Gold&amp;nbsp;Once you had riches; we both had our place.Once you had gold, but I was so alone.For days on end I saw your handsome face.I was not bold, for you were on a throne.&amp;nbsp;All days and nights were filled with dreams of you;I could not focus on the simplest ta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aragornsgirl/287939/</link>
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			<title>One Empty Chair</title>
			<description>This is a little short story I wrote after two kids at my school died in a car crash.  RIP Mark and Drew.</description>
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