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			<title>A Work In Progress</title>
			<description>Currently working on this piece, I'm not sure where I want it to go yet.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aabat605/2076155/</link>
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			<title>A Night with Emerson</title>
			<description>Chicago is a city of opportunity. The only downside to opportunity is that it makes its occupants restless. Every man, woman, and child feels a strong sense of freedom no matter how tied down they truly are, whether it be to their job, their dreams, or their personal relationships, there is always s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aabat605/1524047/</link>
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			<title>Catalyst</title>
			<description>Theburning bitter taste of black coffee and rum	inmy Punisher mug		asI sit perched on top of the counter, staring down at the roses yousentDeepred	wiltingin shame at their failure to persuade me of your changesThepain is	allyoursNevermind the words w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aabat605/1203267/</link>
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			<title>End of Passion</title>
			<description>I lay there on your bed staring up at the ceiling as you talked. Your voice speeding up as if you were afraid I would interrupt you and leave without a word, as I had before.&quot;I'm going to turn my whole life around. Smoke less weed, party less, focus more on school... learn how to commit...&quot;&amp;nbsp;Sud..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aabat605/1112509/</link>
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			<title>Life Notes</title>
			<description>A segmented essay.</description>
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			<title>Do We Have A Single Identity?</title>
			<description>	Recentlythe question of personal identity has been everywhere for me. Thequestion of what makes a person who they are and how that is changedor built upon. Almost everywhere we look, we see something that canalter us. The extent to which it alters us is a choice we are allgranted with and..</description>
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			<title>Without You, Zach</title>
			<description>	There was an oilspill in the gulf on the same day that there was a girl sobbing inthe hallway before school. Suddenly I found myself without a friend.The girl who felt uncomfortable being anywhere alone... now alwaysalone. Everyone understood at first, &amp;ldquo;She's just grieving, give her..</description>
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			<title>Grave</title>
			<description>I saw your picture todayand I can't handle the state that you're inI held my breath for a whileas I thought about eternal sinI saw your picture todayall the words engraved in stoneyou would not believehow grimly the rock had shownI know you felt you needed to do itbut I can't help but crywhat would'..</description>
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			<title>F*ck It, Nobody Reads My Work</title>
			<description>&quot;Not all movement is progress&quot;Not all completion is successI would know,worthlessWhen everything you do just sends you in circles&amp;nbsp;You stare blankly as no doors open&amp;nbsp;no doors close...&amp;nbsp;You carry on as if opportunities actually awaithatehatehate the things you dothese opportunities...the..</description>
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			<title>Technology Slaves</title>
			<description>Giant telescopes we builtto unravel mysteries of the universe,but we stumbled upon our insignificance.To compensate,we built microscopesand discovered quarks,and saw ourselves lordsBut we had forgotten the cardinal thing,First, know thyself.For the out is a reflection of the in,the seen kin to unsee..</description>
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