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			<title>Vacuous life with him</title>
			<description>to the boy who wasted years of my life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GeneralGoffle/1469350/</link>
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			<title>imma b***h @ times</title>
			<description>	An incandescent street light shines in her face through the blinds as the alarm is buzzing. &quot;S**t!&quot; she mumbles to herself while wrapping her body in a Spider Man blanket. Disgruntled and exhausted she begins pulling herself out of bed,dragging her feet down the stairs as if it's the most tedious t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GeneralGoffle/1424948/</link>
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			<title>Silly boy</title>
			<description>relationships, friendships, the end, over it, love is stupid, what is love, I only know of pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza, I love pizza more than you, silly boy, go away, I'm so annoyed of you, ha go away</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GeneralGoffle/1403939/</link>
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			<title>Gift of Realization</title>
			<description>Can&amp;rsquo;t fathom seeing you in person, I might go columbineMy stomach will only worsen, you and your concubineAll respect has vanished, with the coming of this familyThey&amp;rsquo;re all Spanish, I hope you die famished.There is no love left to give, my emotion is plaintiveOne can onl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GeneralGoffle/1186210/</link>
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			<title>Agoraphobia</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I began to drop my head, and put myhands in my pockets while I slowly advanced towards the direction of Brianna MacAffee.At 2:47 pm on the weekdays Briana is at Pete&amp;rsquo;s Fish and Chips for her firstlunch break of the day, She is a doctor and works a 12-hour shift at the MobileI..</description>
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