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			<title>my confession </title>
			<description>Things I wish I could tell you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1639634/</link>
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			<title>Pain (mature audiences only)/</title>
			<description>    Basic events through a heart broken girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1490803/</link>
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			<title>A haunting memory </title>
			<description>Or is it a dream?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1440394/</link>
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			<title>My power</title>
			<description>You say that I have power, but how is it that I have power? Where does it come from? My smile? My body? My mind? Or even my written words. Better yet my imagination. My needs, my desires are my own. I have found no one to forfill them.You say they would have been lucky to have chosen me, b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1438900/</link>
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			<title>What will become of me?</title>
			<description>What will become of this? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1359800/</link>
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			<title>9/20/11</title>
			<description>The beginning of a new friendship. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1352785/</link>
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			<title>That one night...</title>
			<description>You know who you are, I just don't understand why...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1337067/</link>
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			<title>Those Nights</title>
			<description>For my ex. I will always remember you. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1336212/</link>
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			<title>Personal Monlogues</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Grandma&amp;rdquo;HeyGrandma,Canyou hear me? I know it&amp;rsquo;s got to be pretty cool being face to facewith your creator. I can understand how you might be pretty busyright now. But Grandma, I need your attention for a minute.Canyou tell me why you left? Why now?Ik..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335961/</link>
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			<title>Mirror</title>
			<description>Prop:A mirror (or a large picture frame that looks like a mirror), a trashcan, and a large hammer or bat.4Characters: God, Clara, Dave and the MirrorSetting:Clara&amp;rsquo;s roomV.O.means Voice OverClaracomes in from stage right, and goes down stage right and looks i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335957/</link>
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			<title>Marriage</title>
			<description>Setting:Dining roomCharacters:Husband and Wife. (Wife is a believer and the Husband is not.)Anthonyand AmandaProps:Table, Chairs, Bible, Beer Bottle (Root beer bottle) and a newspaper.Anthonycenter stage drinking a beer (root beer prop)Amandacomes in on stage right...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335955/</link>
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			<title>History of the Iditarod</title>
			<description>History of the IditarodMarch4, 1971, Joe Redington Sr., also known as the &amp;ldquo;Father of theIditarod&amp;rdquo;, decided to make a dog mushing race going from AnchorageAlaska, to Nome Alaska. Covering over 1049 miles. According to thearchives of the 1973 Frontiersman, The fir..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335954/</link>
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			<title>Dare to read.</title>
			<description>A couple of Short stories, inner thoughts and feelings I felt as a teenager.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335952/</link>
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			<title>Willo JR. 100</title>
			<description>news paper article I wrote about teenagers mushing dogs, and the family and friends that made it possible.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335947/</link>
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			<title>True friends</title>
			<description>a short skit about friendship.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335946/</link>
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			<title>Speak to me</title>
			<description>I took a bunch of music I listened to and combined it into a shirt story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335943/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description> Alice, Donavon, and Issac... 3 different people, different parts of life, one story, one battle.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335938/</link>
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			<title>Do you know?</title>
			<description>Do you know where you are going to go when you die?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335935/</link>
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			<title>The Journal Chapter 7</title>
			<description>Seansighs and rolls his eyes, picks up the journal, then sits on a chairclose to Marie&amp;rsquo;s   room. He can here Bro. Phil and Ann sing. On thecover of the composition book it said &amp;ldquo;Journal&amp;rdquo;. Sean took a deepbreath and opened it. On the inside cover it had Marie&amp;rsquo;s name ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335895/</link>
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			<title>The Journal Chapter 6</title>
			<description>Sean banged thesteering wheel with his fist, making the horn go off a few times.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m such an idiot! I can&amp;rsquo;t believe I did that to her! I&amp;rsquo;m sosorry Marie.&amp;rdquo; His phone goes off again&amp;hellip; &amp;ldquo;Katie,&amp;rdquo; he answered.&amp;ldquo;Leave me the hell alone, and get t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335893/</link>
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			<title>The Journal Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Surprisingly Sean madeit on and off base with out anyone he knew seeing him. His phone goesoff. It&amp;rsquo;s Katie, his ex-girlfriend. He ignores the call. &amp;ldquo;Sheneeds to get over the fact that we are not getting back together.&amp;rdquo;Sean then pulls into the hospital parking lot and just..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335892/</link>
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			<title>The Journal Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Mr. Al woke up around9am, and walks into the living room to see how Sean slept. When hesaw the sofa empty all Al could do was smile. He then starts to cookhis and Sean&amp;rsquo;s breakfast. Pancakes&amp;hellip;        Sean smeltsomething cooking, he gets up and throws on his shirt and opens the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335890/</link>
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			<title>The Journal Chapter 3</title>
			<description> When Sean looked atthe kitchen he was satisfied with how it looked. He throws away thepaper towel he used for cleaning. He walks over to the sofa and plopsdown, and tries to sleep. He tosses and turns on the stiff sofa. Theold coo-coo clock goes off in the living room. He counts the numbe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335889/</link>
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			<title>The Journal Chapter 2</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t mindsleeping on the sofa do you?&amp;rdquo; asks Al from the Kitchen. Sean looksup from his plate and looks at Al, &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t care where I sleepnow-a-days. When your in the Army you learn to use anything as apillow.&amp;rdquo; Al smiles and goes back to cleaning up..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335887/</link>
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			<title>The Journal- Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Marie Smith and Sean Carter are best friends. After a terrible car crash, Marie ends up in a coma. Marie told Sean that if anything were to happen to her, He was to have her Journal. Buy Why?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335884/</link>
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			<title>The Journal</title>
			<description>I began to write this book 2 years ago. I just completed it this pass year. This book is about a girl who gets in a car accident and is in a coma. She leaves her Journal with her best friend Sean.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335882/</link>
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			<title>23</title>
			<description>I am 23, what am I doing that other 23 year-old are not doing?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1335712/</link>
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			<title>Where is hope?</title>
			<description>This is a short story about what I am feeling. I have a loving boyfriend, but I also have a friend who loves me. Where is my hope? To control or be controlled?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1334759/</link>
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			<title>My Love</title>
			<description>You are my ship sailing across the seven seas. No matter the wind, rain, storm, or strong waves. You are there to hold me and protect me in your sails. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamADream2012/1311634/</link>
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