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		<description>The original writings of author Dani</description>
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			<title>Provoktion of the Princess</title>
			<description>	Teresa glanced out the window, squinting her eyes from the hash, stark sunight. She saw a young man walking towards the Tower door. Teresa felt her throat stiffen. &amp;nbsp;She scurried, hiding in a corner. As she heard the door opened, she could hear heavy footsteps. Did he hear me singing the lullab..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/566486/</link>
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			<title>Run Away!</title>
			<description>Run Away! Run Away Today!Run Away! Run Away Today!Run Away! Run Away Today now.Opened eyes, clears skies, children screaming joy.Never&amp;nbsp;crying, never shouting, never fi-never&amp;nbsp;fighting.All your friends, today are here.All your friends, today are here.Let me come, let me come, Please let me c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/564709/</link>
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			<title>Curiousity</title>
			<description>Speaking to a Dream? Why did that carry through the wind? Sound so melancholy? It sounds like a young woman was singing. But...there's nothing here. No one could possibly be here, not even in that deserted tower.&quot;...away. Run away. Run away. Run to the blue skies. Run away. Run away. Open up your ey..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/564701/</link>
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			<title>Speaking to a Dream</title>
			<description>I'll warn you that this is difficult to read somewhat. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/563937/</link>
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			<title>Pulled Away</title>
			<description>Filled with only his dark ambition.&amp;nbsp;He whispers sweet words without contradiction.&amp;nbsp;Time is fleeting, time is fast.&amp;nbsp;But only those with&amp;nbsp;necessities&amp;nbsp;will last.Can He tell me why they stay?And why they easily sing and play.Ignorance and bliss.Filled by your sweet kiss.I find my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/563936/</link>
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			<title>The Look of Innocence: Poems of the Tomb</title>
			<description>The few poems that I create for my story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/563933/</link>
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			<title>Speaking to a Dream</title>
			<description>&quot;Can. I, tell you my dream? Before time stops me from what I believe. Twelve times I look at the clock. Just waiting for you to retrieve me. I. Fly. Into my dream, into my everlasting Wonderland. Where birds sing, and fairies fly out, to greet each other and never shout. Listen closely to my song, a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/563609/</link>
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			<title>The Look of Innocence </title>
			<description>A girl,  Teresa, and her relationship with Clovus. Teresa is a young teen searching for her freedom. Clovus, a man of philosophy and art, who stumbles upon a young girl who knows nothing of the world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/563586/</link>
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			<title>Slide</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;	All I was doing was watching the TLC channel when out of nowhere came Claire's screaming. At first I thought that something happened on the T.V. to freak her out. Dead wrong. The screams were continuous, I got so annoyed I swung her door open.	&quot;Shut up, already! Can't you see I'm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/506762/</link>
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			<title>Swing</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	It's been a week since me and the family moved to here from New Hampshire. So far, so good. The school is pretty decent. The town is large and safe enough to take a walk in. But one thing I can't help but love is this awesome lake behind our house. Well, not e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/503208/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>	Moving. That wasn't a word Clarissa heard often. She couldn't think of being away from her old apartment in New Hampshire. She wouldn't be able to get used to the fact that she had her own room now. For twelve years she had lived in New Hampshire. She could have been off better if she didn't stay i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/502937/</link>
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			<title>Megan Collins</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Good day! I'm Megan Collins, but my friends call me Meg. I am like a total fashion geek, I'll admit. My room is chock full of different outfits, but that's a good thing, right? Haha, anyways, when I'm older, I dream of being a fashion designer. I've been practicing with my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/502823/</link>
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			<title>Carmen Louise</title>
			<description>Do you like to sing? If so, join the club. Singing is my passion, and it always will be. My favorite singer is Hilary Duff and - Oh, lemme get to the point, my name is Carmen Louise, and I love singing. In fact, I'm in my school's choir. I'm in love with birds, especially doves, they're so pretty. M..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/502217/</link>
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			<title>Tristen Elles</title>
			<description>	Hi, I'm Tristen, and I'm a crazy geek about electronics like my dad. Back in New Hampshire, me and Claire had to share a room. But now I have my own! I'm filling up the walls with photographs of a lot of stuff, from cities to flowers. My room is a bit messy, but not a safety hazard. But the city is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/502146/</link>
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			<title>CLARISSA ELLES</title>
			<description>&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; CLARISSA ELLES	Hey, I'm Clarissa, Clare for short. I have a&amp;nbsp;fraternal&amp;nbsp;twin sister, Tristen, though it's hard to think of her as my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlindInjustice/492539/</link>
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			<title>Park</title>
			<description>What kind of town secret can get four polar opposites to work together? If you're not sure, just go ask the raging monster in the backyard. I</description>
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