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		<description>The original writings of author ClockTowerKeeper</description>
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			<title>Flood</title>
			<description>It was lonely.This tune that carried itself through this empty street.This random, empty street that seemed frozen in time.Everything, utterly lacked movement. It seemed unnatural.. What happened?What caused even time to lack effort and cause this place to stay shrouded under the moon and rocks?~~~~..</description>
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			<title>Invisability</title>
			<description>He started to write.Tools marking parchment became a symphony. His headphones were non existent, yet he tapped along to a beat.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Once upon a time-The ground began to rise-He yelled, the voice was hoarse and unstudied-But he was heard-They learned his lesson.He gasped jerking..</description>
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			<title>Cupcake</title>
			<description>&quot;I offer you this cupcake!&quot; A young boy chirped. A mop of sandy blonde hair glimmered in the breaks of oak casted shadows as he raised the little platter.&quot;No.&quot; The slightly older boy replied dully, without sparing a glance. His head inches away from his little companion as he hung upside down from t..</description>
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			<title>Broken Stories</title>
			<description>Title is pretty self explanatory. These are random tid-bits I wrote from boredom.</description>
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			<title>The Whirl Wind Mansion</title>
			<description>This story is about a boy named Teo, and how his emotions surrounds him like a physical tornado. One day he heard a voice calling out for him, out of curiosity he follows.

Stumbling upon a mansion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheVindicated/1629873/</link>
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			<title> Displayed Protection- Beyond Insight</title>
			<description>Teddy Bears aren't only known for protecting children from nightmares.

When you pass any sort of display.
Take a second and show incentive.

Little did you know-
It's more then a mere show case.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheVindicated/1409207/</link>
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			<title>Lucy's Lost Bell</title>
			<description>He has fallen.
He committed treason against God.

He was the keeper of the bell.
But it has chimed with the Grace of God.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheVindicated/1407900/</link>
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			<title>Morals of Flight, Twisted Myths</title>
			<description>A young inventor takes a routine flight near his home. He reminiscences about his past.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheVindicated/1401575/</link>
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			<title>Should've Heeded</title>
			<description>Here, a glimpse into a post-apocalypse world where Armageddon lies ruined amongst the land. Two men speak choice: Fight, or succumb to the demons that lays waste to the earth. What role welds the two?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheVindicated/1400289/</link>
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