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		<description>The original writings of author Nina</description>
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			<title>Admission for One</title>
			<description>I've been on this ledge for 15 yearsReality gurgles as if I've drowned&amp;nbsp;Like the ocean I rush to kiss the earthTo come crashing downShards in an iridescent slow-motion&amp;nbsp;Each one a memory I long forScreaming the way that I came out&amp;nbsp;And ending abruptly like a puff of smokeSadness is obsuc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/1967979/</link>
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			<title>The Writing On the Wall</title>
			<description>It's the end of an era and I wander,Reminiscing&amp;nbsp;Shedding light on my soul and I'm stunned by it all:To reveal my own imageIn the writing on the wallsFinally, I relish the image--The mosaic of mistakes&amp;nbsp;The stained-glass story ofpain, and frequently-in-love[I love that I love that I love]For..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/1945521/</link>
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			<title>Sangue Sulla Neve</title>
			<description>Love can kill, literally.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/998992/</link>
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			<title>Empty</title>
			<description>I've been at a low point lately where I literally want to kill myself and this is how I imagine it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/978216/</link>
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			<title>David</title>
			<description>I am my father.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/953090/</link>
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			<title>Kyle</title>
			<description>He steals a kiss when her back is turned. Be careful before you tease.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/953084/</link>
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			<title>Migraine </title>
			<description>Whilst trying to write a haiku, my boyfriend's roommate woke up and came out to harass me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/939883/</link>
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			<title>Calling Back For Me</title>
			<description>With eyes far-away-glazed, I live my life waiting for the call.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/939819/</link>
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			<title>Better Off?</title>
			<description>I have to get out of this bottomless pit. I have to pick me up and put me back together on my own.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/545959/</link>
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			<title>A Drag From Your Lips</title>
			<description>There's just something intoxicating about the poison in his mind when he exhales.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/542442/</link>
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			<title>For Everything</title>
			<description>Her jealousy is the best inspiration of all.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/542396/</link>
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			<title>F*ck Me Up (Like a masterpiece)</title>
			<description>to my dear Kyo, you make love to me through your music ;p I just get so crazy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/539856/</link>
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			<title>Good intentions never tempted me.</title>
			<description>Finally I make it clear.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/536741/</link>
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			<title>A time that I forget to forget</title>
			<description>title.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/536399/</link>
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			<title>Swallow Me</title>
			<description>How love can enslave you, willingly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/533743/</link>
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			<title>If I could eat my words I would be keeling over by now.</title>
			<description>It's better not to think about anything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/510643/</link>
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			<title>Angel Dust</title>
			<description>Within my heart, the only beauty I posessed. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/414684/</link>
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			<title>Sweet, Poisonous Haze</title>
			<description>The last time I ever did drugs. A ramble that kept echoing in my head long after the trip was over. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/391559/</link>
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			<title>The World In My Eyes</title>
			<description>This is just an introduction to my vision of my own life. I'm the type haunted by ghosts and memories of the past, kind of bitter and resentful, you know?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/seastar_blossom/391539/</link>
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