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			<title>Who do you tell</title>
			<description>Who do you tell, when you're so worn down you can't even smile? When you've been facing depression for awhile down. When you don't want to exist anymore, but you don't want to leave. Who?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/2828577/</link>
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			<title>my sweet love</title>
			<description>My Dear&amp;nbsp;I know you'll never read this.At least I hope not.Because I truly don't want you to know&amp;nbsp;how much I'm struggling right now.I truly hope you're doing good with your training.But Sweet Love of mine, I miss you so so much.I've cried all my tears now.The sadness and the lonelinessit co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/2469450/</link>
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			<title>Abuse</title>
			<description>just placing my thoughts here, almost like a journal</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/2469332/</link>
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			<title>THING</title>
			<description>	The night before prom and all about the town, salons and dress shops had just locked their doors. All the last minute appointments or trials had cause for a very long day. It was eight o'clock now, a heavy, dense fog rolled over the town like a tsunami wave. Barely able to make out street lights is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/2156807/</link>
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			<title>He loves me</title>
			<description>He Loves me no matter whatthrough everything that happened in this short short timeHe has loved me through it.Through my fearsmy endless nights accompanied by tearsHe has loved me Still.Though I question how or why.He is there, always by my side.Made for me, this is trueno matter what in past we've ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/2057188/</link>
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			<title>To have This kind of LOVE</title>
			<description>To be in loveTo be in this Kind of Love, it's phenomenalIt is.It's unparalleled.&amp;nbsp;To have a Love that won't give up on you,that will forever be there to hug you.People dream of this love.They write books about it; create movies even,trying to capture it.But it cannot be captured&amp;nbsp;only Given...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1998618/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Cry with your head up&quot;</title>
			<description>I know I don't rhyme, but  I need to express things</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1959061/</link>
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			<title>SMILE</title>
			<description>SMILEThat's what you do to meWhenever I see youWhen I hear your name.Darlingit would take a force so greatto keep me from smilingSMILEThat's what I doWhen I think of you!I Smile.It's all I can dowhen it comes to youSMILE&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1896723/</link>
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			<title>That Little Town</title>
			<description>That little town that I found.That little town, where I spent my time.That little town that housed my friends.That little town I called my home.I did not live there.I did not grow up there.I did not go to school there.However That Little TownWas the center of my life&amp;nbsp;For that Little Bit Of Time..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1780755/</link>
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			<title>This is who I am</title>
			<description>I am who I am.I am comfortable with myself.Your presence is enjoyed.Yet I am happy,with just the wind.I am not lonely.But have my moments,Where I desire the presence of a friend.To be apart of my life please understand this.Your presence must be betterthan just my own.Because I have lived alone,and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1758762/</link>
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			<title>&quot;To blessed to be stressed&quot;</title>
			<description>This isn't about what went wrong.&amp;nbsp;It's about everything that went right.It's not about the hurt you're feeling.It's about the healing.&quot;The scars make you stronger.&quot;&amp;nbsp;It's true.There's no need to be cold or angry at the world.There is a need to move on.Obviously what happened was supposed to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1755371/</link>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>Some days I wish I could do this. run and go wherever I like.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1737237/</link>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>It's all changing&amp;nbsp; AgainEverything is differentWill it work out?There is no way to know.I'm going back to the same placeand yet it's different.So many people gone.Yet so may new people came.It's all going to changeAgainHaving to restart in a place so familiarhow strange it that?But mostly&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1736075/</link>
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			<title>Covers</title>
			<description>Something new, and true.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1511180/</link>
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			<title>Defing the odds</title>
			<description>It started out finebut the pain grew over time.Unbearable as it wasI gave up.Until I had, had enough,I wanted to prove them wrong.I never had the right stuffand thought maybe they were right.Until now,when I proved them wrong.I've defied the oddsset by life.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1491125/</link>
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			<title>~For the first time~</title>
			<description>She was strange, that's what everyone thought.She would dance down the street with just herself,and sing all day long.She was filled with something, colorful, no one there has had in awhile.This strange thing, called Joy, overflowed from her.No one knows why. In such a desolate town, that bears no h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1476454/</link>
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			<title>Chasing Childhood Dreams pt. 2</title>
			<description>It's closer than it ever was.it's within my grasp.Time however,I don't think is on my side.That won't stop me though.Not now.Not when i'm so closeto what i wish to achieve.The closer I am to catching that shadowthe more other things seem to occur.Like a dream,the closer I getthe longer it takes.Thou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1462089/</link>
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			<title>Fancy Ink Pen</title>
			<description>1 Timothy 4:12 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1457607/</link>
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			<title>Chasing Childhood Dreams</title>
			<description>Can't you see itThat shadow in the distance?Look at it dancing,playing the violinlike I so long to do.It beckons me closerthen runsfaster than I,faster it goes&amp;nbsp;to the sound of the&amp;nbsp;Orchestrato the violins playingin the distance&amp;nbsp;I seeit's me,and I'm chasingmy childhood dreams.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1453770/</link>
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			<title>Trends</title>
			<description>I heard and older woman say something to the effect, &quot;trends are easy to follow, but before you know it everyone is the same, but to have style is a different story.&quot; it may not be very accurate.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1452401/</link>
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			<title>That Kind of Freedom</title>
			<description>Freedom from everything is what I desire.Freedom from stressFreedom from time.To get lost in natureand just connect.When I think about it&amp;nbsp;It leaves meWith A Wanderlust.To be free from it alland feel happyand a little small even.it's good to feel smalland to be quieteven for a small moment.That'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1451013/</link>
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			<title>A Letter to My Sister</title>
			<description>I know you're ready to start your life,I know you're far away.Just remember that just because you're far awayYou can't get rid of me.&amp;nbsp;I will stay in touchAnd always remember that I love you!&amp;nbsp;This is my letter to you, &amp;#128512;&amp;#128518;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1449122/</link>
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			<title>The Birthday</title>
			<description>Just a little thought</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1445264/</link>
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			<title>from accident to on purpose</title>
			<description>A story about love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1440557/</link>
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			<title>At Least I Get To Dance</title>
			<description>just something short I thought Would be a fun read. :) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1440032/</link>
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			<title>John!</title>
			<description>Just letting my 'nerdy' side out again. lol 
Inspired by Sherlock Season 2, Episode 3, The Reinbach Fall, and Season 3, Episode 3, His Last Vow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1436394/</link>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>Unavoidable as it isFear happens.Different reasons,and different fears for everyone.But how you handle that fear is what matters.You can let it consume you and Ruin your lifeor you can face it, head on, and get over it.It is our choice how we handle this,I only hope we make the right one.because the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1426084/</link>
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			<title>Abandonment</title>
			<description>								AbandonmentSomething no one likesyet when it happens in nature, with old buildings and carsit's somethingBeautiful.								To some it's scaryor maybe they think the place is 'haunted'&amp;nbsp;But in truth, it can be something beautifulwhen nature takes back what it 'lost'it's extraordinary.				..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1423990/</link>
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			<title>''Doctor Who? My Doctor.''</title>
			<description>Inspired by the 10th and 11th Doctors from the BBC show Doctor Who. And written for those like me who love shows like these and HATE when people die or leave them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1423262/</link>
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			<title>Never Land</title>
			<description>Never LandsA place never-endingA place that shall always exist,in our minds,in our heartsA place we can gowithout ever leavingreality.Somewhere to escape to.A place we go,that no one else can.Places&amp;nbsp;like these are hard to find.Though some find the same place,it's different.It suits us.It's our ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1422507/</link>
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			<title>Roses</title>
			<description>Rosesa symbol for love for manya symbol of many things actuallyBut the smell of rosesis what I love.Soft and sweetthe calming to the senses&amp;nbsp;it bringsmemoriesback to meThe smell of rosesis something Indescribable,yet lovely</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1421350/</link>
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			<title>Home</title>
			<description>HomeThat's where I'll beChanging thingspreparing for the next chapter.Home is where it'll startI may not stay longbut things will changebeginning with my roomI'm moving on from all the princessesbecoming mefinding what I likenot worrying about what you think.Starting another new chapterAnd I'm start..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1420913/</link>
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			<title>Peace </title>
			<description>It's so nice to be peacefulpeaceful surroundingspeaceful musicCalmness!Why is it so hard sometimes to find peace?Without peacewe wouldn't be able to appreciatethe small things in life.Sometimes peace is all it takes.to feel light, and freeto feel happy.Like nature,in the woodsin the forest, things a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1419311/</link>
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			<title>Wonderful Time!</title>
			<description>Up-beat short song I came up with a second ago. :D</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1418963/</link>
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			<title>What now?</title>
			<description>very thankful for all the people in my life, those who came and left at one point, and those who came back and stayed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1416223/</link>
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			<title>But Whatever</title>
			<description>so yeah. reviews please?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1415316/</link>
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			<title>!!!!Sweet 16!!!!</title>
			<description>It's still months away why plan now?No, I don't have any idea what I wantto do to celebrate.I honestly don't!Please don't ask me now,there's still time to waitI may just want my few close friendsNot a crazy party.No I don't know what I want!it's just another year gone bynothing really special about ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1414806/</link>
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			<title>Someone</title>
			<description>Dedicated to my Heavenly Father! And Inspired by several different works. :) Please enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1412273/</link>
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			<title>Sugar Plum Hair</title>
			<description>Just something I thought was fun. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1411021/</link>
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			<title>Diamonds</title>
			<description>Against the dark night sky they seem as though they are diamonds hand-made by God to shine with their own light, given to them by Him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1410700/</link>
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			<title>Fall</title>
			<description>My favorite season! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1408785/</link>
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			<title>Storms</title>
			<description>Storms are somethings that we often look forward to in a way. they refresh everything, make it smell fresh, clean, and even sweet in a way. they seem to wash things away so new things can grow. Fires do the same, but in a different way.Sound familiar? Seems like someone has done that for humanity. O..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1400888/</link>
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			<title>Heart of an Artist</title>
			<description>Creative, fun, and intense&amp;nbsp;Attributes of an artistSomeone who can draw inspiration from anywhere and just go with itnot all art are paintings and drawingswriting, speaking, acting,even singingart considered artseveryone has a talent whether they notice or notwe are talented in many ways and it ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1397851/</link>
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			<title>Floating Flying Fairies!</title>
			<description>Mythical creatures are some of the funnest things to write about.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1397412/</link>
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			<title>Limits or Guidelines?</title>
			<description>Are we truly limited? Or are we just raised top think that, so we never challenge it?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1396913/</link>
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			<title>Mirrors </title>
			<description>Mirrors are things that we all use.something we all seeWe see them everyday, in our houses cars, in our little makeup compactswe use them in our bathrooms when we do our hair and our makeupthey were created by man to help us achieve&amp;nbsp;that &quot;perfect image of beauty&quot; even though it's just a stupid ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1392780/</link>
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			<title>Child's Music</title>
			<description>I myself happen to enjoy &quot;childish music&quot; Disney music mostly! xD</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1392303/</link>
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			<title>Passion</title>
			<description>Passion is something everyone should have.But how do you find something your passionate about?that is a struggle we all face.some find it early onSome don'tthey stay and wonder, is it like flipping a&amp;nbsp;switch&amp;nbsp;once you find it does it stay on?Tis the question i find myself asking more and mor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1388316/</link>
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			<title>Survival</title>
			<description>Survival of the fittest they saywhen in truth it's survival of the smarts,&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;wits,&amp;nbsp;commonsense, and wisdom.Not everyone will enjoy these things&amp;nbsp;tis' why they rely on&amp;nbsp;manipulation, cunning,&amp;nbsp;stealth, and lies.they slide right by&amp;nbsp;hoping their looks and charm&amp;nbsp;wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1385320/</link>
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			<title>People</title>
			<description>In all honesty its really just my opinion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SMotley/1380450/</link>
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