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			<title>Dear,</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;                        The hum and and rattle and swinging of the trees began this morning &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;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and made her shiver to the whispers of nature to he..</description>
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			<title>Early Autumn</title>
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			<title>Pretender </title>
			<description>Can we pertend......can we pertend to be some one new or old? Or to be a vampire or troll or even a human? Can we pertend to leave this world and become our nightmares or a sweet dreams? Can we leave our dull rooms and homes to set off to live a world that isn't real nor true to it's self? Can w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cierra0619/1180502/</link>
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			<title>He</title>
			<description>Day: 3</description>
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			<title>The rat</title>
			<description>Day: 2</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cierra0619/1168901/</link>
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			<title>The window</title>
			<description>Day :1 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cierra0619/1168524/</link>
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			<title>Angelic</title>
			<description>&quot;I sat there,in the dark. Alone and pressed my all of my fears and demons.The gray outside of this run down apartment seemes to be drowning in it's own soot and rot. So I am here and so I shall stay.&quot;</description>
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