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		<description>The original writings of author NGenieL</description>
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			<title>If and When</title>
			<description>There's this friend.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1185160/</link>
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			<title>Beware the Mare</title>
			<description>Based on an area of folklore</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1168301/</link>
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			<title>Edgar</title>
			<description>Edgar&amp;nbsp;Long white nimble fingerslike moths wings against fragile pages.Endless reams of knowledge that aretoo precious to unearth.Pallid, earthy, lank and must.Words are water to dear Edgar,whose life can be encompassed so.Marble jaw, talcum face, gaze of shar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1168299/</link>
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			<title>She is Golden</title>
			<description>A short poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1157920/</link>
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			<title>Lucy</title>
			<description>Diamonds in the sky for Lucy,silver splatters pepper her vision,her friends are rotating on grass pedestals,praising Diamonds and Lucy herself.She's new at school and shy,a few problems but a good girl,She's all manners and regulation and virgin&amp;nbsp;Until The Gang decide to test her waters.and BANG..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1157866/</link>
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			<title>A Ripple in Time</title>
			<description>Written for a challenge by Kim. S</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1157857/</link>
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			<title>When Children Meet Pirates</title>
			<description>An epic poem about two girls, a forest, some pirates, a father and a nanny.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1157804/</link>
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			<title>The Emerald City</title>
			<description>Theypummelled the stuffing out of me,rippedout my veins like a trees roots from the ground,anddiscarded the rags.&amp;nbsp;Ineed a new brain because my old oneshatteredon yellow brick and it still hurts.It'snot worth fixing. &amp;nbsp;ColourschangeSummersn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1153875/</link>
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			<title>Pens down.</title>
			<description>Mister Teacher cultivates our shiversCreating craved and necessary marksHe's a devilHis world's in perilAnd I'm his precious little rock&amp;nbsp;Grass StainsPrison chainsBright sunshineHazel stares turn water to wine&amp;nbsp;Ink scratches&amp;nbsp;stain paper and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1153874/</link>
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			<title>Vinegar Hannah</title>
			<description>Vinegar is a compliment in this context. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1151809/</link>
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			<title>Shameless Transatlantic Coffee Mornings</title>
			<description>Ode to my literary superior</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1151757/</link>
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			<title>Hear It From Someone Who Licks Windows</title>
			<description>A letter of sorts, to someone who suffers alongside me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1151743/</link>
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			<title>Vodka and Clouds</title>
			<description>Summer's coming soon,bringing its taunting grins and gallonsof ginand ripe fruit and wardrobe tantrums andwater and paralysing heat.&amp;nbsp;Clear liquid and music,we'll drink and cheer and dance andpranceand visit France and buy a lance and there'sa chancethat we'll..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1151717/</link>
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			<title>50's Crime Kills An Audience</title>
			<description>A wee poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1151702/</link>
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			<title>Purple Gypsies in a Mining Town</title>
			<description>A poem about a Gypsy cannibal band who live down a mine. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1139202/</link>
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			<title>Lizzie's Game</title>
			<description>There's a boy, a chess board and a red scarf.&amp;nbsp;Come on, little baby, catch me if you can.Lizzie lunged and falls. King and Knight impale and the red kisses her.&amp;nbsp;The boy laughs, runs, and she shakes.Lizzie will watch the sky turn red.The scarf will be black, charred, dust, like the others.Ru..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NelGenie/1078687/</link>
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