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		<description>The original writings of author Rae</description>
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			<title>Sail</title>
			<description>Always sail with me,Never knowing where we'd be,Sail with me, always.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/958821/</link>
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			<title>Never Again...</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/633844/</link>
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			<title>Animation</title>
			<description>Our everlasting imagination,In the world of animation,There is no real explanation,Of how much its a fascination.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/569480/</link>
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			<title>Haunting</title>
			<description>I roam the halls of this dreaded place,My steps are at equal pace,I try to move at an unseen grace,So I do not disturb the living.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/569094/</link>
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			<title>Ch 4: New Mission</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The rest of the day sucked. Seth was mad at me because I brought Faith back, Tweak was making fun of my awful fighting styles, and everyone else was just mad at me for no apparent reason. I didn't know what to do other than run around the school..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/562092/</link>
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			<title>Ch 3: I Get a Black Eye</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Faith stayed secure on my back as we leaped from rooftop to rooftop, screaming every time I jump. This felt good...felt...right. I laughed at her small screams. Once we got to the Institute, everyone was waiting outside to make sure I was alive...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/551395/</link>
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			<title>Ch 2: Dances and Exes</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Wake up sleepyhead!&quot; I heard a cute, high-pitched voice say. I awoke to find Ray, our personal alarm clock, hovering over me. It was nice waking up to her, her sky blue eyes sparkling. I smirked, she smiled. I looked over to Tweak, just like I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/550357/</link>
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			<title>Mommy</title>
			<description>Mothers everywhere can't do what you doOutstanding is how I describe youMy life is better when you are there for meMany other people in the world cannot seeYou're what makes me smile.Thanks Mommy. :) I love you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/546594/</link>
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			<title>Ch 1: Tweak</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Training was a pain in my a*s, Jubilee worked me like a pack mule. She put weights on my back and made me do a hundred push-ups. The girls at the Institute are hot, but they are pretty hardcore. Sweat rolled down my bare back as I ran my laps ar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/545486/</link>
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			<title>Runners</title>
			<description>Iz a book...that i based some parts off of the awesome video game: Mirror's Edge</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/545470/</link>
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			<title>Ch 6</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ran as fast as I could throughout the desert-like wasteland. The tracker was complicated to figure out. But I saw something shining from a short distance...it had to be Soul. I ran even faster until I caught up, she was sitting down, staring a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/541564/</link>
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			<title>Ch 5</title>
			<description>Mostly Lex in this Chapter! ^^</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/541483/</link>
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			<title>Ch 4</title>
			<description>adding cuteness to the story! Zone's first meeting with Lex (Soul isnt made yet)...Zone is about 6 in this chapter.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/541053/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Rae! Wake up!&quot; My gay brother, Chris, screamed as he threw a pillow at me. I sat up and gave him the death glare, he laughed at me and went to do his own buisiness. Chris liked to wake me up during summer, because he knew it pis..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/538904/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/538894/</link>
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			<title>Savior</title>
			<description>Cities have fallen into the darkness of the world,The streets empty and plants dead,The wings of God have been unfurled,Because only he could end this dread</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/538836/</link>
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			<title>Soar</title>
			<description>Take off in an everlasting flight, Spread your wings so nice and light,Keep your dreams surrounding you,As you leap and fly throughout the blue.&amp;nbsp;Your mind loose and free,Come fly with me,&amp;nbsp;And we can soar together</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/538443/</link>
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			<title>Zone</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/538434/</link>
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			<title>Ch 3</title>
			<description>Three&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Lex! No! Don't leave please!&quot; I pleaded as he was packing up his stuff. He smiled, and came over to wipe one of my tears and headed toward the door with his duffel. &quot;Lex! No! Please don't leave me!&quot; I pleaded again. But he didn't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/537662/</link>
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			<title>Ch 2</title>
			<description>Two&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I wokeupcrying, cold sweat beading down my face. Itwas in the middle of the night. I was scared...somethi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/537659/</link>
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			<title>Ch 1</title>
			<description>One&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I woke up. Sunday...June 13, 2013...4:30 A.M. Father has been gone a long time, I haven't seen him since December of 2012.&amp;nbsp;Soul said that he was just lost, looking for a way back home. But I am not so sure...Father could be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/537658/</link>
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			<title>Ch 4: Miranda...this is MYNE!!!!!! NOT ARIAS! </title>
			<description>Recently Aria wrote on MY book. I told her what was happening, but then she went ahead and decided to be a little b***h about it! The name is MIRANDA.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/537593/</link>
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			<title>Sorrow</title>
			<description>Tears fall from my eyes,The pain in my chest kills me,Pure Sorrow it is.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/537071/</link>
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			<title>Love is like Hell</title>
			<description>Home is where the heart is,But my home is a black abyss,Does that mean my heart is just a black hole?Do you&amp;nbsp;believe that this knife is like my kiss,To bad that I kissed your own heart,Now just let the maggots grow into a cyst.&amp;nbsp;Love is like a red rose,Just watch out for the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/533612/</link>
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			<title>My Juliet</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The three words, they make you want to say them a million times. I think I got a good thousand from last summer...the summer I met Sarah Calder.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Mom, I don'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/533286/</link>
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			<title>Re: Live after death (In the Clouds)</title>
			<description>In the Clouds&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The screams were fading away as I fell onto the wet cement. My murder was occuring in that split second. I&amp;nbsp;never knew that death could hurt so much. Every other sixteen year old I knew would die because of themselves...suicide. My death...wasn't my fault...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DLD13/465832/</link>
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