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		<description>The original writings of author Ellie W. Montreal</description>
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			<title>Stellar</title>
			<description>How do you do it, make me feel like I do?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/509278/</link>
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			<title>Unfaithful</title>
			<description>And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside to know that I am happy with some other guy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/506891/</link>
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			<title>21 Guns.</title>
			<description>One, twenty-one guns. Lay down your arms, give up the fight.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/447744/</link>
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			<title>Don't.</title>
			<description>Don't bother, I won't die of deception. I promise you won't ever see me cry. Don't feel sorry. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/447091/</link>
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			<title>So Nice, So Smart.</title>
			<description>You're so nice and you're so smart. You're such a good friend, I have to break your heart. I'll tell you that I love you then I'll tear your world apart. Just pretend I didn't tear your world apart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/447085/</link>
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			<title>Prayer of the Refugee.</title>
			<description>Don't hold me up now, I can stand my own ground. I don't need your help now, You won't let me down, down, down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/416002/</link>
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			<title>I Caught Fire (In Your Eyes)</title>
			<description>I'm Melting?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/405368/</link>
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			<title>In Fear &amp; Faith.</title>
			<description>When faith turns to fear,And says, &amp;quot;Yes my dear,&amp;quot;We know they coincide here.You will hope someday,Just hope and pray,In fear that your love will be strayed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/379173/</link>
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			<title>About a Girl</title>
			<description>Everyday is so unpredictable. You never know what'll happen, unless it's a monotonous sort of feeling. I never get that.Yesterday as I was walking down the sidewalk, I saw two old women walking down the street and laughing so hard that their dentures nearly fell out. I took a photo of them. Then I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/362368/</link>
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			<title>Picture</title>
			<description>Chapter 1: Lily's Perspective</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/354377/</link>
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			<title>Capture the Moment</title>
			<description>A humble and outcasted girl named Lily meets the total opposite of herself (Jared), and he finds himself more in love with her than ever. When given a shot at love, a problem occurs; Lily's best friend Stacey betrays her relationship in order to be friend</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/354372/</link>
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			<title>Newport Living.</title>
			<description>You are a sellout, but you couldn't even do that right. So your price tag has been slashed and now you're chillin on a half-price clearance rack.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/352107/</link>
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			<title>Newport Living.</title>
			<description>You are a sellout, but you couldn't even do that right. So your price tag has been slashed and now you're chillin on a half-price clearance rack.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/352106/</link>
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			<title>Censorship.</title>
			<description>**** ****. **** ****. **** ****. **** ****. **** **** ****, And don't forget the ****.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/349097/</link>
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			<title>Workaholic.</title>
			<description>What do I do?; What do I say?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/346597/</link>
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			<title>Walk Away.</title>
			<description>Written on 11.12.08 at 10:49am</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/341760/</link>
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			<title>!Heels Over Head!</title>
			<description>Burning bridges, baby (Burning bridges) Making wishes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/341758/</link>
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			<title>The Alligator Wrestler Must've Been a Dropout.</title>
			<description>Written on 11.10.08 at 11:53am</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/341757/</link>
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			<title>Crashed.</title>
			<description>And then I crashed into you, And I went up in flames. Could have been the death of me, But then you breathed your breath in me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/341748/</link>
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			<title>Foundations.</title>
			<description>I don't know if I should let go, But I can't. And everytime we fight, I know it's not right, Everytime that you're upset and I smile, I know I should forget, But I can't.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/341737/</link>
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			<title>Cheap &amp; Cheerful.</title>
			<description>Love is just a dialogue.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/331839/</link>
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			<title>Picture.</title>
			<description>I pictured you and me always,
And in this photograph we&amp;#2013266066;ll stay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/326881/</link>
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			<title>Not About Love.</title>
			<description>This is not about love,
'Cause I am not in love,
In fact I can't stop falling out,
I miss that stupid ache.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/326504/</link>
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			<title>Evidence.</title>
			<description>F**k me 'til we know it's unsafe,
And we'll paint,
Over the evidence.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/326495/</link>
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			<title>Meant to Live.</title>
			<description>Fumbling his confidence,
And wondering why the world has passed him by.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/324899/</link>
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			<title>Merry Happy.</title>
			<description>You make me merry make me very very happy,
But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/324894/</link>
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			<title>The Antidote.</title>
			<description>Now the damage has been done;
We need the medicine;
Before this disease has destroyed everything we know;
The only antidote consists of blood, sweat, and hope.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/324892/</link>
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			<title>The Nicest Thing.</title>
			<description>I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/324889/</link>
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			<title>Last Day of Magic.</title>
			<description>we're two parties, two parties ended.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/320310/</link>
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			<title>Lost!</title>
			<description>I just got Lost.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/318385/</link>
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			<title>No New Routines.</title>
			<description>I believe I can see the future, cause I repeat the same routine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/291800/</link>
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			<title>End.</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;I'll end it, though you started it&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/278156/</link>
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			<title>Embrace and Exchange.</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;If you think that a kiss is on the lips, come on, you got it all wrong.&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/278138/</link>
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			<title>Heartburn.</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;But when I saw you kissing that girl, My heart, It shattered. &amp;amp; My eyes, They watered.&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/266904/</link>
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			<title>Titles for the Mystery Prologue. Number 1</title>
			<description>Yup.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/266899/</link>
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			<title>Titles for the Mystery Prologue. Number 2</title>
			<description>Mmhmm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/266897/</link>
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			<title>Discuss.</title>
			<description>It's never something to discuss.Even when we both wanna say something.I'm always trying to get something out of you,&amp; you're always trying not to say anything.What is it?Why don't we communicate as good?When it comes to shameless flirting, we're talking like we've been together since..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/266318/</link>
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			<title>The World.</title>
			<description>So, pack your bags &amp; check your luggage.Look around you one last time.Take one last breath in this room, because soon, you'll be gone.Leaving for the world.Never coming back, not for anyone,not even me.Ah, the &quot;real&quot; world.Such livid bull.We all know that young adults just going to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/266312/</link>
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			<title>Not an Addict.</title>
			<description>I swear I'm not..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/257338/</link>
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			<title>Hiding in Plain Sight.</title>
			<description>I wish that without me, your heart would break.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/252968/</link>
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			<title>The Sun.</title>
			<description>It's so hot.. But -----, I'm so cold.. From what movie??? :D (I'll give you a hint: Ditches.)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/247106/</link>
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			<title>Always.</title>
			<description>I can't help but ALWAYS be there. :/</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/247101/</link>
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			<title>Written;</title>
			<description>Hm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/215312/</link>
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			<title>Give Me My Heart Back!</title>
			<description>Give It Back! Before It's Too Late! Oh Wait, Nevermind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/215309/</link>
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			<title>Mr. Oblivious &amp;amp; Misses Smitten.</title>
			<description>It's cute.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/215300/</link>
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			<title>Be Lighthearted(Don't Be Simon Cowell!)</title>
			<description>Plain &amp;amp; simple.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/215259/</link>
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			<title>Today.</title>
			<description>[size=15][b]Today[/b],I will tell him how I feel.I won't fail myself for the ten thousanth time,I'll be able to sleep through the night knowing I did it.[u]Tomorrow[/u],He won't talk to me, as always.I'll doubt myself again,I'll feel like I can't compete with my inner badass chick...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/212261/</link>
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			<title>Gone.</title>
			<description>[size=14]All of my precious work:Gone.&amp; I'm [u]so[/u] sorry I don't have a better opinion on this, but all of it.Not just a piece of it.Not just half of it.Not just a little bit.All of it.Gone.Deleted from which I can't bring back.The [b]only[/b] one I can ever bring back is &quot;Wri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frosh-Montreal/212171/</link>
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