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		<description>The original writings of author Listener</description>
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			<title>Bad Company</title>
			<description>The battle of the inner self.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/993524/</link>
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			<title>The Letter B [SUPPOSE TO BE A RAP UGAIZ]</title>
			<description> Cute</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/662464/</link>
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			<title> I can't help you anymore.</title>
			<description> A dream I had, about a girl I once knew.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/527573/</link>
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			<title>I am your beast of burden</title>
			<description>Why do i always give people more than second chances...  the obviously don;t deserve them :/</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/527424/</link>
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			<title>  Arguing Peace</title>
			<description>Once a dark place&amp;nbsp;Now a dim light,These two are breaking me,Always in a fight.When i was youngShe stuck by my sideThe darker oneI always did confide.Abusive home i found myselfNo one to&amp;nbsp;befriendBut she understoodShe held my hand.But now her poison seepsdeep into my veinsAs i get older and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/515744/</link>
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			<title>  Tooth fairy</title>
			<description>  A little taste of a book I intend on writing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/474135/</link>
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			<title> Imaginary friend</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He awaits your descision, your every whim and command,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is your comfort,&amp;nbsp;always there to&amp;nbsp;lend a helping hand.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Within seconds he is there to provide love and hope&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To offer advice on how to live and to help you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/462390/</link>
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			<title>   To see the Silver lining</title>
			<description>   eh.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/460437/</link>
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			<title>   Mother May I</title>
			<description>   I have intended this for people of this site to read.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/460436/</link>
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			<title>The Reaper of Saints.</title>
			<description>   An odd interpretation</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/460063/</link>
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			<title>  Death</title>
			<description>   oh yeah e.e</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sharpy/445842/</link>
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