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			<title>fiction for a prompt</title>
			<description>&quot;During the story, there is a sudden change in weather. A character reveals their feelings, and the action has far better results than expected. A character becomes energetic during the story.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1342281/</link>
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			<title>a beautiful boy</title>
			<description>favorite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339866/</link>
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			<title>sunshine</title>
			<description>written so long ago but inspired so much</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339864/</link>
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			<title>souls</title>
			<description>one life weaves into anotherthrough tiny tendrilslittle feelersmicroscopic chordsa touch on the wastelips brushing foreheada phone ring at three in the morningall send another shooting connection frombody to bodyreds, golds, purples, greensuntil the two are connected by millions of invisible fibersw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339863/</link>
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			<title>how can someone still alive already haunt you?</title>
			<description>maybe I am beautiful and maybe there are galaxies inside of me but all that is nothing compared to your eyes on a cold dayand maybe just a memory is enough to keep me up at night? and maybe the way you move is enough to make me feel uncomfortable?maybe I am strong and maybe my soul has a suit of arm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339861/</link>
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			<title>schiz</title>
			<description>it doesn't even feel real when he's awayand I wish I had words to make him stayI'm tired I'm tired I'm fading I saythat there's no way to keep him and still feel okayyet there's something inside him that that keeps them awaythose fun little demons that come out to play&amp;nbsp;when I'm completely alone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339859/</link>
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			<title>hurricane season</title>
			<description>his hands make an island of meand my trees sway in his breathsmy waters churn in hurricane season&amp;nbsp;he is hurricane seasonhe is at one hundred every time I look&amp;nbsp;he is at ten thousand every time I look awaythe wind is blowing blowingand I am heat and salt and searing dropsI am the hurricanean..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339857/</link>
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			<title>all of me x john legend</title>
			<description>idk this song was playing in the car and this is what happened</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/laines/1339854/</link>
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