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			<title>The Pain of our Past</title>
			<description>This&amp;nbsp;actually&amp;nbsp;isn't a story, but rather an email response to a friend, a sailor stationed overseas. I've decided to post it because it came across really heartfelt and profound to me. Hopefully, the other party won't mind. ;)&quot;I'm grateful for your &quot;Oh, to hell with it.&quot; In my opinion, I th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/563753/</link>
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			<title>Philosophy of Education</title>
			<description>Philosophy of EducationEducation refined and polished to its purest form, encompasses both the learning and teaching of knowledge. Pulitzer Prize winner Ariel Durant has said, &amp;ldquo;Education is the transmission of civilization.&amp;rdquo; The students of today are the minds that will successfully driv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/534286/</link>
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			<title>I am a lot of things, and I have been a lot of...</title>
			<description>I am a lot of things, and I have been a lot of things. I am, if I must be racially categorized a &quot;white girl&quot;. I am also a young twenty-something college graduate with two degrees and in pursuit of more. These things are obvious, but that is not all that I am, and I am not necessarily what I appear ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/534282/</link>
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			<title>Crippled by Student Loans</title>
			<description>The wayward way of thinking has always been: &amp;ldquo;Son, I want you to go tocollege, graduate with a degree so you will have the education tosecure a well-paying job. You know back in my day, I was able to go tocollege, so I want to make sure you have every opportunity to!&amp;rdquo;The inevitab..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/515106/</link>
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			<title>Stubborn</title>
			<description>You know that one. The one who would never drink that or hitthat, the one when faced with the trouble of it all, often fell flat. Her. Theone who seems less judgmental of the common crowd, though always equippedwith a face that never swayed for days. But those nights. Always the nights. Sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/502117/</link>
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			<title>Living to Work</title>
			<description>To live is teaching my kindergarten boys that it is okay NOT to be the coolest cat on the playground.To live is conquering poverty while convincing the poverty-stricken they are not stricken by anything for having greater needs than you and me.To live is teaching my kindergarten girls their ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433840/</link>
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			<title>I am From</title>
			<description>(school project from way back when)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433836/</link>
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			<title>The Race</title>
			<description>I am sure some of you know I crave adventure; flirting dangerously close to pushing the limits of this life God has so graciously given me. However, it can be said that when combining a bicycle a hunger for the dangerous side of life, will often lead to a bit of trouble. The weather the morning of M..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433824/</link>
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			<title>Lacking Communication</title>
			<description>If I write you a message, call you, text you, or email you asking you a question or whatever the case may be and you read it and simply do not respond, I am probably not going to contact you again. If I am interested in talking to you, for whatever reason, I may write a second message. There almost ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433822/</link>
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			<title>Flight 1410 </title>
			<description>Short note about my secret trip out west.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433817/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Like You</title>
			<description>I am EMBARRASSED for you, and the person you are not.I cannot help but to LAUGH at your desire to be accepted.I am APPALLED by your lack of competence and communication.I sense that you are a WEAK person, only to be made weaker.I smirk at your PSYCHOTIC thoughts.I know you are DESTINED for..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433813/</link>
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			<title>Pseudoclassic Scenario </title>
			<description>Thanksgiving was nice. I continue to realize the realities that are before me. One cousin is a future football player, while the other fails to see the beauty that is before her. While driving back to my humble humdrum of an apartment, I began to write, to think about this pseudoclassic scenario. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433811/</link>
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			<title>Would You Want Me</title>
			<description>Done my fair share of wanting, pleaded and prayed alongside the rest.Spent some time waiting. Though now I wonder, ever am I to escape this unrest.It is me who cares too much and hopes too less. Loving you daily to a degree unknown. Though now I wonder, when I leave this life will he realize h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433802/</link>
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			<title>To Yearn</title>
			<description>I yearn for comfort so protected so sheltered, found not in a twisted world where Sex is the minimum requirement required for reaching eligibility in completing life's necessary application, too lengthy in superficial likes and dislikes, too heavy on he said she said adolescent hearsay.I yearn f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433799/</link>
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			<title>Openly Frustrated</title>
			<description>Vying for your time with not a minute to spare,Unusually bitten by your distant stare.Learning to live, can you blame my love?Never knowing that knowledge you rarely spoke of.Every sigh you make, with every sound you speak,Rarely have I fallen to such mystique.Able, not ready was the sub..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433797/</link>
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			<title>Foolish</title>
			<description>I never understood your need to be as sly as a fox. Sleek at dusk, yet distant at dawn.Quips and puns a hearty meal in your daily fix.You drugged me with your best box wine,you seduced me with baby, baby, baby you're all mine.Although I played coy, I always knewI was just a quick and simpl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433796/</link>
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			<title>Take a Walk </title>
			<description>Brains and soul like a tortured wonder child,wishes and dreams too tame to please my wild.As half-priced paperbacks stacked on the clearance rack,you settled to only occupy and become part of the pack.You are intrigued by my charm, too amped by my beauty,I can only wonder being new her..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433789/</link>
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			<title>Fight It</title>
			<description>Friend; your label for all the world to see,Lover was your soft and secret name for me.Thinking about the night we would finally meet,Seeing your face, so excited, so nervous, I jumped to my feet.We sat and talked, barefoot, hot, six inches apart.In your smile I felt, &quot;Baby, lets go it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433787/</link>
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			<title>When You Need Me</title>
			<description>Trapped by video games, enticed by high dollar business deals,intrigued by antique photographs and the way my body feels.Timid and insecure from a father absent in mind,adored by a mother too loving, too there, she had to be kind.Your pleasant, gentle ways that put people at ease,I'm s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ellehcimlirpa/433786/</link>
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