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		<title>Cami Rosseau | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Cami Rosseau</description>
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			<title>Remembrance and Reflection (Chapter 6)</title>
			<description>I never expected thing to be easy, I didn't. My two weeks had passed with the Doctor... I didn't realize what an impact this would have on me. I was grateful, however, to be with familiar faces again. But, that did not stop me or help me from what I was feeling. I felt like I was a monster, committi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DonDadaDiva/1319547/</link>
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			<title>Images (Chapter 5)</title>
			<description>I didn't realize how quickly this day would approach. I had been retrieved by an SS man who had a rifle slung over his back which was attached to a mere leather strap across his grey tunic. He had another gun, a handgun, clinging to his waist. It was clear he was polite but from his face, I saw some..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DonDadaDiva/1315806/</link>
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			<title>Tread Lightly (Chapter Four)</title>
			<description>Nothing but everything matters no more. I'd still find a way to stop this earth if I could.</description>
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			<title>This Fragile, Jealous Heart (Chapter Three) </title>
			<description>It was morning now and I was walking out the front doors of the barracks. It wasn't a far walk to the infirmary which was good since it was cold. There was a shower, just for the ladies. I only used it when no one was around since I do enjoy my privacy while I bathe. Luckily, there was shower curtai..</description>
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			<title>I Promise (Chapter Two)</title>
			<description>I know you know but you know I'm beginning to know.</description>
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			<title>I Understand (Chapter One)</title>
			<description>Maybe I'm head over heels already, but in a time like this... can you blame me? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DonDadaDiva/1313441/</link>
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			<title>With What I Already Know (Prologue)</title>
			<description>It's a start, every end needs a beginning. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DonDadaDiva/1313440/</link>
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			<title>If You Could Only Know </title>
			<description>Some doors aren't meant to be open, some secrets aren't meant to be kept, somethings are just better left alone.</description>
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