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			<description>And then,&amp;nbsp;in a warring mix of seduction and hesitancy,&amp;nbsp;he whispered, &amp;ldquo;What now?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Of course he knew,&amp;rdquo; I thought.&amp;nbsp; As if he knew, he heaved an intoxicating sigh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If by no other means, I wanted to feel a part of him inside of me.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/527048/</link>
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			<title>Unseen</title>
			<description>Goodbye to what was never.I will see you in my dreams;an imagination tetherto what only lives unseen.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/518035/</link>
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			<title>349 miles to New Orleans</title>
			<description>I wrote the bones of this in my head while driving down I-10 fourteen yrs ago but could never physically write it and hit save. I'm glad I waited.. I think it turned out much better than the original.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/489951/</link>
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			<title>Temperance</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Temperance&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When she closed her eyes she saw him everywhere, but she could not be so imprudent as to act upon her desires.&amp;nbsp;So she grimaced when irritating words from within her conscience trailed her every impetu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/484490/</link>
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			<title>Patience</title>
			<description>possessing patience is not easy in difficult times.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/483506/</link>
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			<title>The Mirage of Love</title>
			<description>The Mirage of Love~A part of me knew that what he was doing was an illusion but the lie could not have been easier to ignore.&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;ldquo;I love you baby&amp;rdquo; he whispered into&amp;nbsp;the hollow below my ear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/481243/</link>
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			<title>Passed Out</title>
			<description>another part of a story in my head that i would love to finish someday</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/478923/</link>
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			<title>The Answer</title>
			<description>I have a question in my head. 
I can't reveal the question, but
you can reveal the answer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/477138/</link>
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			<title>For You</title>
			<description>inspired by you... and of course, poe.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PatriciaChase/477123/</link>
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