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		<description>The original writings of author hope.</description>
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			<title>Suffocation by Mind &amp; Body</title>
			<description>write of any time you felt captive or suffocated, either psychological or physical. well, this is both.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./536108/</link>
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			<title>Entangled Serenity</title>
			<description>uhm. this is how we do it? =]</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./520662/</link>
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			<title>The Opposite of Heavenly</title>
			<description>Eternal reoccurance. (:
a free write based on the idea of Groundhog's Day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./518279/</link>
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			<title>Graduation: The End of One Life, The Beginning of Another</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Each day, I walk down these streets of hell. But, everyday, it gets colder. Why, you may ask? Because every day that passes takes me further away from him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It started with a look, and week ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./515579/</link>
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			<title>Ode to the Cutter's Call</title>
			<description>look in the mirror,what do you see?a perfect girl. a perfect me.i look in the mirror,only to seea worn-down girl. a torn-up me.so Made-up for the world around.so fake for everyone.not caring bout the inside girl.or life, with which, she's done.she cries &amp;amp; cuts &amp;amp; cries som..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./515485/</link>
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			<title>Blood Dry.</title>
			<description>uhm. yeah..
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./515472/</link>
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			<title>A Misfortunate Fortune</title>
			<description>a short story free write using a fortune cookie. (:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./515463/</link>
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			<title>The Puppeteer</title>
			<description>i was pretty upsest. not only at people, but god too...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./515112/</link>
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			<title>There Once Lived A Woman</title>
			<description>its just a free write with the 'there once lived a woman' start. (:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hope./514788/</link>
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