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		<description>The original writings of author Sofie</description>
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			<title>And Such</title>
			<description>Just what came to my mind tonight.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/366977/</link>
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			<title>Hairday</title>
			<description>Comments are very much appreciated!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/366973/</link>
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			<title>Dandelions</title>
			<description>when little hands grasp dandelions and label &amp;quot;pretty yellow fluff&amp;quot;to gently feel the golden plush in olden yearsis this enough?but no the weed is taking overall the pleasing flowers lostand dandelions all must gomake way for petals primped and glossed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/355927/</link>
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			<title>Beauty</title>
			<description>I google imaged beautiful I daresay not more than two moments agoThe first to pop up- beautiful china with hills and foaming mist aglowThe second was a cloud collection- thick, creamy puffs in blended whipAnd third the very word I googled fancy in an elite drip A leaping dog, a sleeping chil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/355926/</link>
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			<title>The Ballet Teacher Leaves the Room</title>
			<description>without the slightest word to tell uswhere to place our feet, we never knew we could fly in these leotardsand heavens! our voices may escapeour lips, and we laughbut no more! she trusts us, says Laurena tall blond thing with all the sense of a snapdragon, which leads the girls to ask..</description>
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			<title>Scared at Night</title>
			<description>I read a little, write a littleAs is recommended or toldWe musts stop from worry, start imaginatingOr imagining, eitherHowever, worry is the main optionIn a me-sized purple bed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/355924/</link>
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			<title>Window Blinds</title>
			<description>Wafting stagnantly slatsturned down, make sure down, downso that view is improbable at least.For why should they mimic our curtains?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/355923/</link>
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			<title>Real Stuff</title>
			<description>In any case, punctuation works.Dimensions don't always measure rightbut what does?And life in a mirror could suffice, the questions flipped.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SweetDreamer/355922/</link>
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			<title>Scribbles</title>
			<description>After I read a poetry book, I became very inspired. However, I had so many lines from poems I had read stuck inside my mind that I was worried I would copy someone else's line!</description>
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