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		<description>The original writings of author Revera Love</description>
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			<title>A kid named ID</title>
			<description>A creative description of the ID and the Super Ego in all of us. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1148968/</link>
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			<title>Ch 1 </title>
			<description>Ch 1Trojan watched the fires soft dance among itsshells of rock that held it close. The Man pack huddled around it, speakingsoftly and telling their stories of the day in their growling tongues that thered wolf couldn&amp;rsquo;t begin to understand. Across the fire&amp;rsquo;s glow Cr&amp;eci..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1138163/</link>
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			<title>Calling the spirit</title>
			<description>Ch 2</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1137122/</link>
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			<title>Blood on the knife </title>
			<description>Ch 1</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1137121/</link>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>PrologueDust swirled in the in the one light of the hallway. Its glittering surfaces leading the two breathing mortals farther into the dark. All Victoria could see was the faint etchings of texture work on the wine colored walls. Behind her, the camera man, Tommy, was shooting a wide scene. It was ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1137117/</link>
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			<title>Isis (A tragedy)</title>
			<description>What would you do if you were the guardian angel of a monster? Find out what Isis does here. (Finished)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1137115/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare (prologue)</title>
			<description>Deep seeded dreams of the past</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1132948/</link>
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			<title>Living after Love</title>
			<description>Sequel for my finished novel Legend of Cyrus. Dedicated to Karen.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1132930/</link>
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			<title>Tygers Voice</title>
			<description>Written in response to William Blakes Tyger Tyger. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1129337/</link>
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			<title>I'm Not Crazy (A Kinsey Short)</title>
			<description>Thought about making this a novel. Love the character but I got bored with it. What do you guys think?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1129329/</link>
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			<title>A Letter to the Sun</title>
			<description>What I wanted to say to him. summer 2009</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1129322/</link>
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			<title>Life after Falling</title>
			<description>Wrote this when I was in like 13. Looking to see if I got better?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1129316/</link>
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			<title>Ch 1</title>
			<description>Intros</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1128107/</link>
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			<title>Blood Etched</title>
			<description>Austin never thought he was cursed. He only wondered why his mother had cared so little as to give him up. Now follow him as he fights for the truth through the blood and mist. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1128092/</link>
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			<title>Great Expectations (A tale of Suffering)</title>
			<description>A woman trapped withen herself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1128062/</link>
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			<title>A poem for my Father (The Dreamer)</title>
			<description>I wrote this a long time ago when I truly felt that my father had abandoned me. It had good reviews on another site so please let me know what you think of it here. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ReveraLove/1128057/</link>
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