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		<description>The original writings of author Gianna Dale</description>
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			<title>The Need to be Seen </title>
			<description>Somebody takes their own life every day, and society practically encourages it. Do you find this as sickening as I do?   </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1170078/</link>
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			<title>Falling or Jumping </title>
			<description>Self destruction- not subconscious. Alice in Wonderland idea. I hope you enjoy reading, and thank you for doing so &lt;3 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1168029/</link>
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			<title>Faith and it's Falsities </title>
			<description>An extremely lyrical poem about faith. She thought everyone was gone, until she felt even God left her side. Hypocrites come to convert her, offering no help. Enjoy&lt;3   </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1164576/</link>
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			<title>Forever or Never </title>
			<description>Growing up is forever or never.&amp;nbsp;We can do it now, we can never stop, or avoid it all together.&amp;nbsp;Arrest our own&amp;nbsp;development.&amp;nbsp;Hearing her half brother and her fatheryell profanities at each other.Her mom's sobs are audible.&amp;nbsp;Sam feels them, as a daughter.&amp;nbsp;All this girl know..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1164446/</link>
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			<title>Dysfunctional Family and my Whole World Crumbles </title>
			<description>the s****y dynamic of my family </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1164425/</link>
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			<title>Unable to Unsee</title>
			<description>Post-trauma at its finest. Hope you enjoy it &lt;3 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1163668/</link>
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			<title>Relate to Me </title>
			<description>An extended metaphor. If we expressed more openly, we might understand each other a little more. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1162423/</link>
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			<title>Never Have I Ever </title>
			<description>An alternate personality type thing, minus the actual disorder. She personifies her reckless actions and side of herself as another person in order to make sense of the decisions she's making. Enjoy&lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1162013/</link>
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			<title>Damned Goods </title>
			<description>A darker, modern play off of the phrase &quot;damaged goods&quot;. Hidden allusion- tell me if ya see it(: Not mature for anything explicit, just suggestive and I have no clue where the line is drawn yet. Enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sam227/1161995/</link>
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