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			<title>510 to stanstead</title>
			<description>a small snippet of a chapter from a new novel im writing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dizzwah/245038/</link>
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			<title>Lost weekend, chapter one</title>
			<description>The journey begins..</description>
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			<title>The lost weekend</title>
			<description>A girl in her late teens, goes off to find herself. Only the journey takes her into the not so glamoursworld of indie rock n roll.</description>
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			<title>3 days late</title>
			<description>3 days late She wake..s up 3 day..s late, she..s shaking from the lack of taste. Magazine..s, clothes, bottles scattered on the floor, this girl is bored. Lipstick note left on the bathroom mirror and now her reflection unclear. Stellastarr* sing..s in her ear does..nt stop her scr..</description>
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			<title>mirror</title>
			<description>mirror Mirror holds a reflection of a girl she used to know, she does..nt remember excatly when she lost her smile . Over the weeks months and years all meaning has disaperd. She got lost along with time, Only her mirror does..nt tell her why. &amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>for sure</title>
			<description>For sure Been here before, this feeling is stored. Don..t wanna have to touch on this, but it was never really bliss, thats for sure. Don..t want you hanging round, leave town! I..m not broken, i wont take you back what do you think about that? How far does this have to go, don..t ..</description>
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			<description>Hisclothes In clothes that aren..nt mine, in a smile that can..t be defined closing her eye..s to hide from her shame. The stench of alcohol filling the air he wamt..s her to have scar..s, scar..s that never heal. Want..s her to feel the pain of every word as it bleeds into her. She wo..</description>
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			<title>forgot</title>
			<description>after death</description>
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			<title>its ok</title>
			<description>bad relastionship</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dizzwah/202138/</link>
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			<title>disolving</title>
			<description>brake up</description>
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			<title>Sofa</title>
			<description>bored..</description>
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