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			<title>Yes and you came down there</title>
			<description>This is a piece that I wrote for a class. The only two requirements were it had to be one page and begin and end with the sentence, &quot;Yes and then you came down there&quot;. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaBergstrom/1612493/</link>
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			<title>Stormy Seas</title>
			<description>It's cross between a poem and story. This is a piece that I had came up with today after a year or so sitting back and taking a break from writing. Hope you enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaBergstrom/1520559/</link>
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			<title>Raise the Call</title>
			<description>This is a sort of poem that I wrote while I was at my church. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaBergstrom/1258075/</link>
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			<title>Blessings of a child</title>
			<description>The joy that builds inside when a child triesThe happiness of a moment of triumph. Even the sadness to hear of a horrible situationHappening with another lifeTo be scared inside when the safety of a child but on The outside you calm to not cause panic. Tearful moments whe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaBergstrom/1243198/</link>
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			<title>Flying with the stars, Dancing with the Kamikaze</title>
			<description>While I was working at a summer camp this summer I was just looking up at the night sky all the while listening to my friends reading their poems.  </description>
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