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		<description>The original writings of author Margarette</description>
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			<title>A Bittersweet Love</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.&amp;rdquo; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1269713/</link>
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			<title>My Story</title>
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The opposite of the happy ending is not actually the sad ending--the sad ending is sometimes the happy ending. The opposite of the happy ending is actually the unsatisfying ending.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1156000/</link>
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			<title>Forget Me Not</title>
			<description>With my last breath, I&amp;rsquo;ll exhale my love for you. I hope it&amp;rsquo;s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1154951/</link>
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			<title>SUICIDE</title>
			<description>We live in a system that espouses merit, equality, and a level playing field, but exalts those with wealth, power, and celebrity, however gained.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1143153/</link>
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			<title>Poison</title>
			<description>Cheating on a girl is deeper than people realize. It destroys her outlook on love, her future relationships and peace within herself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1131640/</link>
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			<title>A Beautiful World With You</title>
			<description>To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1129005/</link>
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			<title>A Wicked Love</title>
			<description>How long until I find the strength to  break this love curse?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1126703/</link>
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			<title>Love With a Twist</title>
			<description>SOMETIMES, Someone Says Something really SMALL but it FITS Right into this
EMPTY SPACE&amp;hellip;
in the heart&amp;hellip;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1124136/</link>
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			<title>Footprints on the Sand</title>
			<description>Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1123141/</link>
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			<title>We Believe</title>
			<description>In our imaginations we believe that love is apart from us. Actually there is nothing but love, once we are ready to accept it. When you truly find love, you find yourself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1122005/</link>
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			<title>Until Then...Goodbye</title>
			<description>The world underestimates me. I will prove you wrong.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1120658/</link>
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			<title>The Beginning</title>
			<description>The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1120365/</link>
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			<title>The Voice That I Listen To</title>
			<description>Your mind knows only some things. Your inner voice, your instinct, knows everything. If you listen to what you know instinctively, it will always lead you down the right path.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1118380/</link>
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			<title>My Tribute To You</title>
			<description>As I continue this path without you in my life, the days that lie ahead become filled with sorrow and anguish; but, I learned one thing and that is:  I am still in love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1116160/</link>
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			<title>Fighting For Life</title>
			<description>Where justice is denied, where poverty is enforced, where ignorance prevails, and where any one class is made to feel that society is an organized conspiracy to oppress, rob and degrade them, neither </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1113200/</link>
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			<title>How I Learned To Love</title>
			<description>It's like trying to describe what you feel when you're standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon  or the birth of your child.You have to be there to really know what it's like.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1110756/</link>
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			<title>The Season of Winter</title>
			<description>How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds? A kiss, and all was said.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1108259/</link>
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			<title>Hug Me</title>
			<description>Never wait until tomorrow to hug someone you could hug today, because when you give one, you get one right back your way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1108248/</link>
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			<title>The Big Mistake</title>
			<description>Sometimes we know we shouldn't and that's exactly why we do.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1103244/</link>
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			<title>Hear the Alarm?</title>
			<description>Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, 'Something is out of tune.'.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1101965/</link>
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			<title>Live for Love</title>
			<description>If you become the wind, I want to be the endless sky. I can watch you everywhere and feel your cool breath anytime.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1101284/</link>
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			<title>The Unexpected</title>
			<description>There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved.

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1099847/</link>
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			<title>Deep Red</title>
			<description>It can give life but it can also kill. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1099832/</link>
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			<title>A Love Letter</title>
			<description>What cannot letters inspire? They have souls; they can speak; they have in them all that force which expresses the transports of the heart..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1098559/</link>
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			<title>The End</title>
			<description>The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it. Time is a test of your life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1098505/</link>
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			<title>The Loyalty of a Wife to Her Husband</title>
			<description>The real act of marriage takes place in the heart, not in the ballroom or church or synagogue. It's a choice you make - not just on your wedding day, but over and over again - and that choice is refle</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1088477/</link>
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			<title>My Constrained Heart</title>
			<description>I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1088457/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Kisses</title>
			<description>There is the kiss of welcome and of parting,the long, lingering, loving, present one;the stolen or the mutual one;the kiss of love, of joy and of sorrow; the seal of promise and receipt of fulfillment</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletCrow/1077767/</link>
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