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		<description>The original writings of author Madeline Man</description>
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			<title>The Journey Back</title>
			<description>I have flown far to oftenThrough wistful thoughts and woven tearsOn wings of shattered glass&amp;nbsp;But I'm still flying&amp;nbsp;Somewhere I hear a piano's songTelling stories of summerSo I might find my way back&amp;nbsp;To those who I love&amp;nbsp;Flying with joy through a thunderstorm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/395201/</link>
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			<title>Chicago</title>
			<description>I'm tired. I don't feel like staying up, and my fingers are telling me that if I&amp;nbsp;pick them up again to type another key they will die on me. And yet... I am still typing.Today I went to a drive-in-theater with my friends. We snuck in. My 18 year old friend Mary drove the car as we all hid in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/391564/</link>
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			<title>And There It Was</title>
			<description>I watched from the window as you pulled away in your car. I couldn't bear it. I threw myself onto my very pink bed and buried my head in the pillows. The salt water tears soaked into the cotton pillow cases. Just another reminder.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/389420/</link>
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			<title>Part 2 - Chapter 1 - Memories</title>
			<description>Holden's face flashed before my eyes...&amp;nbsp;He ran so fast. I couldn't catch up. My little legs didn't seem to want to move any quicker no matter how much I pushed them to.&amp;nbsp;Holden's head briefly looked back at me. He laughed through his clenched teath. He was out of breath but that did..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/385512/</link>
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			<title>Recognition</title>
			<description>Watch...As I take the stage of your mind,Comanding your recognition,That I am more than just some other person&amp;nbsp;Watch...As I lead you astray,Take you on a journey,Through a day when your heart stops burning&amp;nbsp;Watch...As slowly you begin to trust,Then one day,I'm goin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/384736/</link>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>I guess you could say I wait...I wait, and I wait, and I wait...I sit here all day and stare at the screen,Waiting for life to come find me...&amp;nbsp;What I don't realize,Is that life is just outside my door...If only I took the chance to open it,I would notice it...&amp;nbsp;And thoug..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/384702/</link>
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			<title>Looking</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m looking for meaningA song worth repeatingA reason to pull my head from the clouds&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m searching for reason&amp;nbsp;A good act of treasonA person who knows what this is about&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m chasing appre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/383759/</link>
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			<title>Pop Quiz</title>
			<description>Chapter 1 &amp;ndash; Pop QuizWhen we moved out of New   York I took up the habit of listening to music twenty four seven. Eventually I memorized all the songs on my ipod and they just started playing at random in my head. Typically they relate to what I&amp;rsquo;m currently doing or feel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379272/</link>
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			<title>There We Go Again</title>
			<description>Chapter 6 &amp;ndash;&amp;nbsp;My dad couldn&amp;rsquo;t even get the words out of his mouth before I started screaming at him. &amp;ldquo;How could you! Do you know how much you hurt us?! Can you even begin to imagine the hell I&amp;rsquo;ve been through since you&amp;rsquo;ve been gone?!&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Margre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379271/</link>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 5 &amp;ndash; Dark Come Soon by Tegan and Sarah played through my head as I wandered the streets of New York around and around. Every thing is so familiar but so different.&amp;nbsp;I turned the corner and there was a large ditch in the ground, inside it was trucks building some sort o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379270/</link>
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			<title>Just Keep Going</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 4I walked in and ordered a coke from the woman at the counter. She looked at me with an angry glare. I was probably holding her up from her break but I didn&amp;rsquo;t care. I pulled out a wrinkly wad of cash out from my pocket and handed her two of the bills. She looked at them and w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379268/</link>
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			<title>The Couch</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 3 - It has been several weeks since Brent and I split up and for some reason I have gone to all my classes. I don&amp;rsquo;t know what pushed me to stay in school but I found that actually being in class really helped me understand what was going on. I guess that I don&amp;rsquo;t know ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379267/</link>
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			<title>Messing With the Kid</title>
			<description>Chapter 2 &amp;ndash;Biology went as well as could be expected. There was a pop quiz, and Mr. Callahan was his usual ball of fun when I walked through the door with my late slip.&amp;nbsp;I take second period off because I don&amp;rsquo;t feel like going to Mrs. Mulberry&amp;rsquo;s class so I walked outside ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379266/</link>
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			<title>Cue the Music</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379265/</link>
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			<title>How It Was</title>
			<description>You used to dance in circles,You said you needed to please the sun&amp;nbsp;Now you're turning purple,All the alchohol running through your blood---------------------------------------------------------------And no matter how hard you run,You can't out run the night.&amp;nbsp;And now it's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379244/</link>
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			<title>Living the Lie</title>
			<description>This is a song that my band and I wrote. It is played with an electric guitar, bass, and drums. It is a relatively fast song, but it is unfinished.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379106/</link>
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			<title>What's Left For Me?</title>
			<description>This is an acoustic song still in progress.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddiy/379097/</link>
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