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			<title>Growing Up Vertically</title>
			<description>This is actually my first attempt at non-fiction writing. It's about my sister and I growing up on a farm. Let me know what you think.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ekajean/514571/</link>
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			<title>Stevie</title>
			<description>Simon Whitaker has everything- a great job, a family, a beautiful house... And a baby blanket.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ekajean/514495/</link>
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			<title>Gorehounds</title>
			<description>A completely campy and ridiculous attempt at penning a zombie-related something-or-other.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ekajean/481117/</link>
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			<title>monarch</title>
			<description>i was born a butterflyi had big blue wings thati could flap and fly all over.&amp;nbsp;i was born a butterflyand I could sit on flowersand people loved to chase me.&amp;nbsp;i was born a butterflybut since that happened,this cocoon seems much safer.</description>
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			<title>when i was a kid</title>
			<description>when i was a kidi delighted in the feelingof sand from the sandboxuntil my mom told me how the catsliked it just as much&amp;nbsp;when i was a kidmy sister decided to hit meas fast as her fist could flyand even though my cheek was swolleni couldn't help but laugh&amp;nbsp;when i wa..</description>
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			<title>Ridiculous</title>
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			<title>Fog</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s at 3:30 in the morningWhen the fog is imperceptibly mixedWith the smoke and steamRolling off the streetsWhen my mind drifts to youAnd I can imagineHow you would be sitting next to meWriting a few stanzasBetween drags off your cigaretteAbout someone el..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ekajean/480749/</link>
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			<title>Little Lorelai</title>
			<description>Charlotte explores her impending maturity with her much older lover, and discovers there might be more to an adult relationship than what meets the eye.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ekajean/480747/</link>
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			<title>Keep Fishing</title>
			<description>Jonas Krakowski mulls over lost fish and lost love in northern Minnesota.</description>
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