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		<description>The original writings of author BodilessSoul</description>
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			<title>Blackmarket Love</title>
			<description>Cheating, lust, broken hearts are what you'll find when buying love under the table.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/564867/</link>
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			<title>Testing the Waters</title>
			<description>Hesitation over diving into relationships</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/563176/</link>
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			<title>A Series of Unfortunate Fails: The Fail Four</title>
			<description>A look on all the horrible things that could possibly, hypothetically go wrong in life concentrated on a certain group of four vulnerable, bimbo gals.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/559089/</link>
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			<title>Ripples In The Water</title>
			<description>a reflection on things in my life with a tad of exaggeration.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/559071/</link>
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			<title>The Eye</title>
			<description>The hurricane that is love.  We all want to feel it out of curiousity, but never want to suffer the conscequences.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/558939/</link>
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			<title>And, Action!</title>
			<description>A humorous look on the world of the hopeful and struggling artists in showbiz.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/445280/</link>
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			<title>Wrath of an Abused</title>
			<description>Ironically enough, this is a poem about my feelings towards child protective services and how they've abused me mentally to the point that I can no longer trust and also to the point that I want to scream and shout at them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/444709/</link>
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			<title>Get Laid... I Mean Kissed... For Real</title>
			<description>Someone kisses someone and that someone is a mystery~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/444368/</link>
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			<title>Once Upon a Lie</title>
			<description>Love is too extraordinary, too unreal to be true.  It might as well be an outright lie out of a fairy tale.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/442266/</link>
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			<title>Sensitivity</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/440189/</link>
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			<title>Stuffed With Love</title>
			<description>I found a teddy bear today while cleaning out my hell hole of a room and it unearthed some very burried feelings and memories.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/438849/</link>
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			<title>The Indecisive Title</title>
			<description>I couldn't decide what to call this reflection of my indecisive nature and so.... I chose... to make it indecisive.  Like my story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/437633/</link>
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			<title>The Nature of Kindness</title>
			<description>A poem that describes the types of subtle acts of kindness I've encountered.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/436928/</link>
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			<title>Confrontations</title>
			<description>So many things for Amy to think about, too bad she can't really think at all!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/432850/</link>
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			<title>Tremors</title>
			<description>Summer, or should I say, &quot;Pulse&quot;, has been given her first mission.  What could go wrong?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/431706/</link>
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			<title>The Beat of the Drum</title>
			<description>Summer finds herself behind enemy lines.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/430394/</link>
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			<title>Adrenaline</title>
			<description>Summer finds herself caught in something political and ugly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/430224/</link>
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			<title>The Pulse of Life</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everything has a pulse.&amp;nbsp; My body, your body, those bodies walking down the street in a tight knit group, the cars speeding by, and even the buildings that surround us have one.&amp;nbsp; Usually, no one can see them because no one really cares to notice.&amp;nbsp; But I do.&amp;nbsp; I'm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/430221/</link>
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			<title>Pulses</title>
			<description>An underground organized group of rebels with special abilities try to overthrow a corrupt and soon to be communist government while, the teenage daughter of the president finds herself forced behind enemy lines.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/430210/</link>
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			<title>Be Surprised, Be Very Surprised</title>
			<description>Things are slowly shifting under Amy's feet.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/423666/</link>
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			<title>Kiss Someone New... Or Wish You Had.</title>
			<description>And so, the mission: kiss moves forward.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/423432/</link>
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			<title>Relapse</title>
			<description>&quot;Amy and Kevin, sittin' in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/422196/</link>
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			<title>Come Face to Face with Temptation</title>
			<description>Oh Amy...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/422183/</link>
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			<title>Stand Your Ground... Or Not.</title>
			<description>Say &quot;Good-bye&quot; to progress</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/421892/</link>
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			<title>Plan Your Revenge</title>
			<description>Got milk?  In your hair?  Oh dear, time for pay back.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/420924/</link>
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			<title>Rip Current</title>
			<description>Hazah.  A poem in the shape of a wave.  Awesome, no?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/420643/</link>
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			<title>Try To Forget</title>
			<description>Amy just wants to forget everything that's going on in her life.  Too bad no one is letting her.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/420330/</link>
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			<title>Get A New Boyfriend (Ish)</title>
			<description>A bump in?  With Venti-dude?  Oh my!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419899/</link>
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			<title>Anger</title>
			<description>Well, at least home is safe... right?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419598/</link>
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			<title>Grief</title>
			<description>Finally, it hits Amy that, &quot;hey, Kevin just. dumped. you.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419475/</link>
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			<title>Some More Denying</title>
			<description>Amy might not think it's necessary to confront Kevin, but he sure does.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419450/</link>
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			<title>Denial</title>
			<description>Amy finds her boyfriend kissing another girl after school and though she blabs it to her friends, she seems to not want to come to terms with it. (Warning: Curse words)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419438/</link>
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			<title>Breaking Up &amp; Down</title>
			<description>Amy finds herself with the short end of the stick since her grades are in shambles, her boyfriend since middle school is playing hockey with another girl's tongue, and her parents are suddenly divorcing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419420/</link>
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			<title>Stare (Until Now)</title>
			<description>A follow-up/continuation of Stare (Until Then).  New dilemas are rearing their ugly heads and threatening to seperate Ashley and Kat.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/419086/</link>
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			<title>Emotion Evades The Moon, So Why Can't It Evade Me?</title>
			<description>Staring at the night, begging for a fightI want to get rid of this feeling, the one that causes the reelingSo dizzy, so hurt, I want to feel the grains of dirtI want something to knock me down, take my breath and spin me roundSo I won't see how far I've fallen, to see how long I've been craw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/415104/</link>
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			<title>Why Heal When You Can Throw Away?</title>
			<description>Today, at around 8:30 in the evening, my heart broke.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/415055/</link>
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			<title>Visionary</title>
			<description>A story about a girl who's blind but is enthralled by art and lives to draw.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/412255/</link>
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			<title>Sudden Silence</title>
			<description>An account of a deaf teen</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/410905/</link>
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			<title>Severed Ties and Knots (Part 2)</title>
			<description>Part two of Matty's return to Alaska</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/409865/</link>
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			<title>Severed Ties and Knots (Part 1)</title>
			<description>Runaway, Matty, has come back to Alaska for her sister's graduation only to run into one of the reasons she fled for Columbia University.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/409864/</link>
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			<title>Through The Roof, I've Fallen Into The Bed I Made</title>
			<description>Alice returns &quot;home&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/409174/</link>
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			<title>To Fall Back to Where You Came From</title>
			<description>Alice wakes up in a hospital, just the place she didn't want to end up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/404857/</link>
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			<title>To Fall is to Let Go</title>
			<description>Chapter 1: Alice's suicide attempt.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/404792/</link>
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			<title>Free Falling</title>
			<description>Alice attempts to commit suicide but things don't go as she perfectly planned and winds up right back in the land of the living, with a savior (her's to be exact) that just won't go away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/404785/</link>
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			<title>Still Eyes</title>
			<description>A mute girl is being raped and molested by her father yet the one person who can speak up for her, decides not to.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/402319/</link>
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			<title>Robots</title>
			<description>People can be so thoughtless and careless, looking the other way when others are in need.  We are humans, we should care... not look away from one's dispair.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/401961/</link>
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			<title>Dear Baby, You're All That I Need</title>
			<description>A poem about a mother's affection for her baby. (ATTENTION: I'M NOT THE MOM)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/400858/</link>
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			<title>She Who Cries Wolf</title>
			<description>&quot;I'm okay,&quot; she muttered.  &quot;Then why are you always coming to therapy?&quot; the therapist retorted.  &quot;Because they make me,&quot; she snapped.  &quot;I don't believe that.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/400178/</link>
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			<title>Death's Eyes</title>
			<description>A poem about finally meeting death and looking it straight in the eye.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/399311/</link>
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			<title>Decide, Don't Decide.  (Oh Please Let It Be Me)</title>
			<description>I'm in love, dreaming of marrying him, but when it comes to this thing called religion.... I stand no chance.  Oh god, don't let me be hurt again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShallowAbyss/395523/</link>
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