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			<title>Destroyer of Worlds</title>
			<description>The most violent alien in the universe isn't too fond of Earth. Or it's humans. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1485661/</link>
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			<title>Slash</title>
			<description>Victory isn't always so sweet. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1482698/</link>
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			<title>Can't</title>
			<description>Writer's block is so frustrating.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1342429/</link>
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			<title>See</title>
			<description>Whirl, whirl, blink, stop. There it goes. Gone, gone, where has my kingdom gone? Just reflecting on how it's hard to slow down and really enjoy life sometimes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1342427/</link>
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			<title>Sounds</title>
			<description>Thy Mind has sunk deep, silence encroaching, entombing, encompassing, but thy Soul is alive with the sounds it lovest best. In the style of Walt Whitman.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1342425/</link>
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			<title>Daughter of the Northwest Tribe</title>
			<description>Ross knows he shouldn't get involved with her kind, but he feels he owes her a debt after she saved his life. </description>
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			<title>A Semi-Dramatic Adventure with A Leprechaun and Some Paperclips</title>
			<description>Scotty is dragged into saving his kidnapper's from their own kidnapper, with only the help of some paperclips and a cross dressing fairy. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1342421/</link>
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			<title>Her Grandmother's Garden</title>
			<description>Katharina never forgot the secret of her grandmother's garden and she knew she never would. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1342269/</link>
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			<title>Can't Stop</title>
			<description>You don't want to fight the adrenaline. You don't want to fight the buzz. You don't want to fight anything other then the a-hole in front of you and you're going to keep going until you can't anymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilmisscellist/1342268/</link>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>Felicia stands on the dock, remembering a time in the past as the present presses on. </description>
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