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		<description>The original writings of author MindIsAnOcean</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: What the?</title>
			<description>Chapter 1:Wait. Watch. Meira crouched low, the waning brush leaves giving her cover in the undergrowth. An old redwood towered beside her and wisps of steam wafted upward with her steady breaths, disappearing into &amp;nbsp;the thin autumn air. It was up ahead, 100 yards at least. A small cabin nestled ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1302625/</link>
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			<title>Exsulare</title>
			<description>Meira is an average girl in a post-apocalyptic world..until she discovers a link to her past and embarks on a journey to discover her fate.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1302623/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: &quot;Dark Blade&quot;</title>
			<description>Chapter 2</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1187955/</link>
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			<title>Flame of Fall</title>
			<description>A short story of trial and surprise as a woman struggles to survive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1187462/</link>
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			<title>Oak Tree</title>
			<description>Flash fiction</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186710/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>The humans were killing him! Veinarh reared back on hishaunches and spit out a guttural roar causing many of the vermin to flee interror. But I could see the pain in his eyes. I could still feel the Heartfirein his breast burning bright but I knew he was going too far. Their weaponswere craf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186704/</link>
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			<title>Heartfire</title>
			<description>The last dragon is launched into a world she is unfamiliar with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186701/</link>
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			<title>End of the World</title>
			<description>A new pair of shoes, a moment of happiness, and the end of the world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186696/</link>
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			<title>Finding Courage</title>
			<description>Flash fiction about 3 men in a foxhole, and a test of courage.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186694/</link>
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			<title>Intangible</title>
			<description>To those who have flown the coopThe nest always seems to get farther and fartherSome things blur and lines thin as vision wanes.The distance is getting greater.Soon it will be out of sight,But you see something new when you look back.It is bright and strong, but you can't make it out,And you simply ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186260/</link>
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			<title>To Solitude</title>
			<description>random poem from a while back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186258/</link>
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			<title>Whole Soul</title>
			<description>quickly whipped out poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186254/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Walk for the Memory&quot; Part 1</title>
			<description>Story I quickly wrote out a long time ago. This is the first part and I hope to continue it soon enough.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186252/</link>
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			<title>Short Fiction: &quot;Stucco Ceiling&quot;</title>
			<description>Very, very short story about loss and the things that trigger memories.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186251/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: &quot;Heat&quot;</title>
			<description>	The sun was out in full today and I could feel the drips of sweatmoving slick as snakes down my body. It tickled as they dripped down slowly,but I ignored it as I trudged through the sweltering wasteland. We wereforbidden from venturing outside the town walls, with the exception of resource..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1186131/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>	They say that the world ended in a great ball of fire. Weaponsof the Old Age had such power that in the end the Old Ones consumed themselves andthe Earth along with them in the heat of the sun. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was taughtthat the Old Ones we..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1185842/</link>
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			<title>Bones in the Waste</title>
			<description>Set in a post-apocalyptic world, a girl searches for answers to her parents disappearance and finds that the mystery of her society deepens and nothing is as it seems.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MindIsAnOcean/1185840/</link>
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