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		<description>The original writings of author QuantumPlateShone</description>
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			<title>Imperfect</title>
			<description>My mind surprised me.I could feel water on my hand,Coiling, wrapping, and pouringThrough my fingertips.Taste sat on my tongueYet I could not define its flawless flavor.Music ran into my ears with eagerness.The most sweet and gentle notes,The most perfect ones,&amp;nbsp;Able to stri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1225489/</link>
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			<title>Classes I Want to Take</title>
			<description>Possible Classes:AP Psychology 1 credit prerequisites Honor American StudiesMath 3&amp;amp;4 etc.AP US History. 2 credits, prerequisites none.AP Art History. 1 credit prerequisite none.AP Government and Politics. 1 credit prerequisites none.AP EconomicsWars of the 20th Century. 1 credit pr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1198023/</link>
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			<title>Rome</title>
			<description>Libby was walking with a small cluster of people to the town&amp;rsquo;s center.&amp;nbsp;	It was dusk and the sun had already disappeared under the horizon. &amp;nbsp;	An official from Rome had ordered an assembly in the city square, probably ill tidings, Libby mused. As she approached the scene, she could..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1198021/</link>
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			<title>Application/Resume</title>
			<description>Holleigh GraminskeGPA 2011-2012 Freshmen year: 4.15GPA 2012-2013 Sophomore year:&amp;nbsp;Work History:07/22/2013 (July)Festival Foods (Cashier)Starting rate of pay: $7.61January 24 2009House CleanerEmployer: Jamesjohn and Kathleen Schuette&amp;nbsp;First day of work: January 24,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1198015/</link>
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			<title>Conformity</title>
			<description>Evolution I know to be wrongand I will not go alongthey say it&amp;rsquo;s scienceit&amp;rsquo;s only their relianceon lying wrong facts&amp;nbsp;the data it lacksIt&amp;rsquo;s not totally their faultit was an assaultto create doubtand undermine the devoutI believe in God&amp;nbsp;They ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1187552/</link>
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			<title>Books Good For Ordering</title>
			<description>The Bartimaeus Trilogy (already read the amulet of Samarkand)The Golem&amp;rsquo;s EyePtolemy&amp;rsquo;s GateThe Ring of SolomonRick Riordan-the heros of Olympus series and (Tres Navarre mystery).Divergentpercy jackson Accompianment series: The Heros of OlympusBeautiful Chaos (Beautiful..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1187548/</link>
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			<title>The Vision</title>
			<description>		Harris was right beside me. We were crammed into my tiny closet, clothes hangers poking me in the back and the sleeve of a pink sweater tickling my nose. My heart was beating fast. Would he find us? I shifted nervously. In the dark I wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure what would happen at all. Then it happen, and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1187542/</link>
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			<title>Ideas for the Vision</title>
			<description>IDEAS FOR THE VISION AmaryllidaceaeKlemens and Hayden need to fly to LA. Capture her, bring her back to D.C.Her escape from Ivan. Agents capture her.Stealing car. Harris know how to hot wire. &amp;ldquo;Look away,&amp;rdquo; Harris said. &amp;ldquo;Why?&amp;rdquo; I asked suspiciously. &amp;ldquo;Because,&amp;rdquo; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1187536/</link>
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			<title>The Affair of Good</title>
			<description>The Affair of Good	The world has grown dark. Innocence has flown away with intense speed, yet I grasp hopelessly in this darkness, hoping just to brush against it. Does it flee from the corruption close by? As I stand in this crowd, the buzz of human voices echo through my brain. Inconsequential cha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1187252/</link>
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			<title>The Ultimate Conflict</title>
			<description>The Ultimate ConflictThe Ancient BattleTime has respectedHorns and halosLocked in a struggleEach appearing to gain dominionHope roots for white,Despair cheers for blackThose on the sidelines watchExpectant, anxiousFaith trusts that loveConquers hateYet doubt grasps the onlookersBut there is an advan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1186839/</link>
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			<title>Withstand</title>
			<description>WithstandYou scoff at me, I shy away, ashamedThe force in your words makes me crumple up&amp;ldquo;Listen to my horrid pain!&amp;rdquo; I complainedYet you turn away, drinking wine by cup&amp;ldquo;You are dark&amp;rdquo; they chant drunkenly instead&amp;ldquo;Nothing! Dirt beneath our glorious feet!&amp;rdquo;They jeer in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1183786/</link>
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			<title>Race is Black</title>
			<description>Race is BlackYour words elicit painI cry but you don&amp;rsquo;t comfort meWhat is there to gain?Rooted anger springsIs it your hate you holdOr what culture brings?You betray meYou claim words of peace in publicYet mock with friends. I seeYou burn inside and outEyes gleaming with destruction&amp;ldquo;Those..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1183781/</link>
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			<title>My Lovely</title>
			<description>My LovelyOde to you,The one who is mine,The one with grace and vigorYour eyes, the orbs of your soulExtract reverence and mirthFrom all you admireAnd from all who admire youWhen your lips utter wordsAnd kiss your voice,Both seem to laughThe omnipotence of your wisdomSpur me to gawk incredulouslyWhat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1183780/</link>
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			<title>A Clich&amp;eacute; Complaint</title>
			<description>Do you ever feel this way?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1167765/</link>
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			<title>Thirty-five</title>
			<description>This is a slavery poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1167183/</link>
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			<title>Empty Thoughts</title>
			<description>This is a poem about slavery.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1167182/</link>
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			<title>Trance</title>
			<description>This is a Tanka-a Japanese style of poetry much like a haiku. It's syllable pattern is 5-7-5-7-7 (which I break a few times), with 5 stanzas.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1165194/</link>
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			<title>Unlucky</title>
			<description>This is a Tanka-a Japanese style of poetry much like a Haiku. The sylable pattern is 5-7-5-7-7, with 5 stanzas.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1165192/</link>
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			<title>Rise</title>
			<description>This is a stream of consciousness writing-a writing style that depicts a stream of thoughts going through a character's head.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/15hgraminske/1164091/</link>
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			<title>Ode to the Wise Man</title>
			<description>This is a short poem I wrote my Freshman year of high school. I hope you find it interesting.</description>
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