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		<description>The original writings of author Cassia Sidra</description>
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			<title>Trigonometry</title>
			<description>Oh, Savannah. &quot;Are you attempting to solve a love triangle?&quot;</description>
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			<title>Oriental Street</title>
			<description>This is, really and truly, a poem written specifically to ask if someone is gay. Written on request of Deci.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/indigohypernova/1126995/</link>
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			<title>Stone's Eternity</title>
			<description>Stone wears away, and nothing cures the fractures of this longest fall.</description>
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			<title>Gray Lady</title>
			<description>Alady, all in muffled gray,Withnet of pearls on her black hair,Andvoice suffused with black despairWalks,and in her night-clad wayDespisesrelics of the day. Inher palm is burning shame,Herfeet with tortured hope are shod,Hermind o&amp;rsquo;ercome with fear of God-A..</description>
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			<title>Storm</title>
			<description>&quot;Some things only can be made in the storm.&quot; -Flying Colors</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/indigohypernova/1126985/</link>
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			<title>The Unity of Denial</title>
			<description>Cell-mates in hell understand.</description>
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			<title>Red Like Lace</title>
			<description>Gauntlets, red like lace, blue like veins...</description>
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			<title>Smolder</title>
			<description>On criticism, and the poor taking thereof.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/indigohypernova/1126979/</link>
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			<title>The Peafowl and the Grayshroud</title>
			<description>An assassin waits in the shadows for innocent, blonde, airy Lady Vesena. It's almost disappointing, really, expending energy to plant a knife in such an easy target....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/indigohypernova/1126967/</link>
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			<title>Stilled</title>
			<description>Written in response to the prompt &quot;write a poem with the same opening and closing line such that the connotations thereof reverse over the course of the poem&quot;.</description>
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