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		<description>The original writings of author John Murray</description>
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			<title>Everything's Eventual</title>
			<description>The bitter struggle between time and life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/516053/</link>
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			<title>B******s Grind You Down</title>
			<description>Narrative of Andrew Newman part two</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/516052/</link>
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			<title>The Narrative of Andrew Newman</title>
			<description>A callous man, he has grown cynical at the world around him. Thehardened shell of his exterior keeping any source of abuse or affectionat bay. Careless actions of others have turned him apathetic, and maybethings are better that way. His passions have been dulled to the pointof being subdued..</description>
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			<title>When Will This Winter End?</title>
			<description>Winter, and the ensuing cold often makes for darker writing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/501669/</link>
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			<title>Somehow, I'll Make It Through</title>
			<description>Feelings of being held prisoner... Not always physical</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/497936/</link>
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			<title>A Lesson Learned</title>
			<description>For my grandmother.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/497934/</link>
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			<title>Constantly Drifting</title>
			<description>When everything you could ever want...drifts away</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/497933/</link>
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			<title>When We Were All Younger</title>
			<description>In memory of a neighbor</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/497931/</link>
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			<title>My North Star</title>
			<description>For someone who guides me &quot;home&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/497928/</link>
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			<title>Someone Once Said</title>
			<description>Reading, and intelligence, have gone by the way side.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483176/</link>
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			<title>Oppression Minuscule</title>
			<description>A work inspired by a clock</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483175/</link>
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			<title>Remember, You Are Only A Mortal</title>
			<description>A fresh start to love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483172/</link>
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			<title>The Only Thing We Have To Fear Is Fear Itself</title>
			<description>Something a little different than my usual</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483171/</link>
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			<title>Some Birds Aren't Meant To Be Caged</title>
			<description>R.I.P. Leslie Dunagan</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483170/</link>
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			<title>A Harmonic Journey For A Defiant Heart</title>
			<description>A journey through music</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483168/</link>
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			<title>This Will Be The High Point Of My Day; It's All Downhill From Here.</title>
			<description>My creative process, of sorts.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483167/</link>
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			<title>You Must Stay Drunk On Writing So Reality Cannot Destroy You Share</title>
			<description>My view on writing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483165/</link>
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			<title>Here We Are, Trapped In The Amber Of This Moment</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them-words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483164/</link>
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			<title>Don't Let School Get In The Way Of Education</title>
			<description>My view on &quot;higher education&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483163/</link>
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			<title>Harmony At A Click</title>
			<description>My disdain for online dating sites.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483162/</link>
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			<title>&amp;#2013266067;Hell Is Yourself And The Only Redemption Is When A Person Puts Himself Aside To Feel Deeply For Another Person.&amp;#2013266068;</title>
			<description>Self-revelation is a powerful thing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483159/</link>
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			<title>Nothing More Than Superfluous Bullshit: An Introduction</title>
			<description>An introduction to the &quot;book&quot; that I am &quot;writing&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483155/</link>
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			<title>Nothing More Than Superfluous Bullshit</title>
			<description>My take on things in current society.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483152/</link>
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			<title>For The Record 2009</title>
			<description>Ruthlessly enslaved, vexed, and losin&amp;rsquo; my mindNow-a-days the old vets, just peruse from behindThe ways of a warrior with salient psychosisAnd an elevated acumen, that I try to supply focusViciously scripted, I&amp;rsquo;m a malevolent manAnd it&amp;rsquo;s a miracle, that you&amp;rsquo;re ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483146/</link>
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			<title>God of Fire: Vulcan</title>
			<description>A son of Gods; instead of proud, she was Grey an&amp;rsquo; AffrightCast off of Mount Olympus, I fell for a Day and a NightSuffering a broken leg, and left to Face it AloneAnd I wasn&amp;rsquo;t satisfied, until the Cremation of RomeAn underground grotto, I gained Redemption from ThetisAnd m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483145/</link>
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			<title>For Whom The Bells Toll</title>
			<description>A take on death.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483141/</link>
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			<title>The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows</title>
			<description>Prelude to a relationship.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483139/</link>
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			<title>If You Make Your Bed Hard, You Better Lie In It</title>
			<description>The reasoning behind my parents pushing abstinence on me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483137/</link>
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			<title>I Know How Men In Exile Feed On Dreams Of Hope</title>
			<description>A little bit of my background.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/John_Murray/483136/</link>
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