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			<title>Turning the Stone</title>
			<description>The unsubstantiated notion of being,Wondering adrift across the ever winding gyre of the sea,The unbound and uncluttered whims of a thousand thoughts,Cast asunder upon the drifting winds,Away from the reality of what is,Away from the lies of what are,Existence a mere thought ..</description>
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			<title>Masks</title>
			<description>We all wear them, how honest are you with yourself about that?</description>
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			<title>Dare</title>
			<description>An idea for something longer perhaps, but strated out as a  writing challenege between myself and my long time writing buddy Dom Murray</description>
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			<title>The Bell's Call</title>
			<description>A journey of self discovery, dedicated to the staff of Ward 35 at the DRH, who helped me when I needed it the most.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JamesRSnaith/2158437/</link>
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			<title>Tripping</title>
			<description>Whilst in hospital over Christmas 2018, suffering with a sepsis infection - I also ended up with delirium, which was very mind bending. And disturbing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JamesRSnaith/2088428/</link>
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			<title>Bench Test</title>
			<description>Welcome to the mind of a killer&amp;hellip; </description>
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			<title>Blackbirds</title>
			<description>A twist on the old &quot;Sing a Song of Sixpence&quot; rhyme.</description>
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			<title>The Moment</title>
			<description>A moment of clarity in the rawness of rain...</description>
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			<title>Close, But Not Quite Touching </title>
			<description>Not every couple can show affection for each other in public safely, but that doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean that a date out together can&amp;rsquo;t still be magical.</description>
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			<title>Company Of A Good Friend</title>
			<description>What exactly would it be like to be friends with Death?</description>
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