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		<description>The original writings of author livicote</description>
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			<title>so oblivious</title>
			<description>my whole life has practically been a struggle for a nonexistent goal (objectivity.)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1146619/</link>
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			<title>the realm</title>
			<description>this is the result of my frustration with myself for inaction, lack of motivation, etc.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1146616/</link>
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			<title>break routine</title>
			<description>from my DA description: &quot;CRITIQUE ME!!!!
Hit me hard. I can take it. 
But also tell me what I did well because I secretly crave the affirmation and need it more than I care to admit.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1142522/</link>
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			<title>comfortable</title>
			<description>thinking about the future</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1133409/</link>
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			<title>tessellate</title>
			<description>tessellate is one of my favorite words and has been ever since I heard the song &quot;Tessellate&quot; by Tokyo Police Club.

This is a stream of consciousness I wrote a while back. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1131718/</link>
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			<title>passing school thoughts</title>
			<description>getting nostalgic about kissing. That's all it is, and this is me being all dramatic about it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1130075/</link>
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			<title>the dog show</title>
			<description>just more frustration with the world. WHAT'S NEW? HA. HAHAHA. *cries*

JK, I'm just being melodramatic. It's how I liiiiiiive
(god I sound like a twelve year old girl in these descriptions sorry)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1122854/</link>
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			<title>haiku</title>
			<description>seriously.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1120732/</link>
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			<title>Sea Glass</title>
			<description>I wrote this after breaking up with my boyfriend last year. I feel like I always act too sweet in order to reach some social expectation, but then I end up hurting people when they find out who I am..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1120720/</link>
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			<title>I might be a ghost</title>
			<description>Inspired by the dreams I used to have that I was a ghost... I stopped having the dreams once I interpreted them to mean that I just don't feel like I relate to anyone and that I'm an &quot;outsider.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1120717/</link>
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			<title>Echoes</title>
			<description>I wrote this... maybe two years ago or so. I was in a very existential phase, and still am, a bit... that's a long story. Anyway, this was probably at the height of my frustration, so excuse the drama</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livicote/1120714/</link>
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