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			<title>Little Girl</title>
			<description>Mourning the times when everything was possible.</description>
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			<title>Of My Own Creation</title>
			<description>I literally went through something very strange which involves me having a notebook one moment and then the other it was filled with this. Contains language.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/530396/</link>
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			<title>Our Place</title>
			<description>For a very special someone. I love you. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/517095/</link>
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			<title>Keep Living</title>
			<description>In a lonely town in a lonely world, it's hard to remember why we live. But one will find out why and how she will deal with it from a highly unlikely source.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/496505/</link>
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			<title>Of Course, My Lord</title>
			<description>Came to me in a dream that really doesn't go anything like this story, but I took its interesting characters and brought them to life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/491152/</link>
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			<title>Weather Never Listens</title>
			<description>We complain daily if we don't like the weather. We want it to be sunny, we want it to be rainy, we want it to be warm, cold, day, night. But what does NATURE want? Is it not in its own battle?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/489717/</link>
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			<title>Devil Eyes</title>
			<description>A song whose singer condemns all who hears it to a gruesome, twisted, and cruel fate.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/489285/</link>
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			<title>Because I Heard</title>
			<description>A hospitalized girl recollects the incident that turned her life around, and how she felt afterwards...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Music%27s_Color/487506/</link>
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			<title>D.E.A.L</title>
			<description>We all find ourselves in hard times, and it shapes us differently. It's either we learn how to deal and become stable, or do not and end up otherwise. This is the viewpoint of the former.</description>
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