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		<description>The original writings of author Petal</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Crude Meetings</title>
			<description>The icy wind swirled around the horse drawn carriage.  Not getting enough sleep was out of the question and yet no matter how heavy his eyelids felt, he couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop thinking about what tomorrow will bring. He tried moving the small curtain away from the window, the material itchy and worn. T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/2761335/</link>
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			<title>Goldhelm: Adventures of the Lonely Prince</title>
			<description>When all is lost a prince of a fallen kingdom and a ragtag team of bandits come together to help solve the mystery of Goldhelms&amp;rsquo; demise. But will they be able to solve their own differences? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/2761333/</link>
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			<title>To Love This World</title>
			<description>I would love to someday dig my roots back into this EarthFor my wings to fly so high that the when I breathe in theclouds and stars get lost in my lungsTo fall in love with this world would be magnificent However, for it to fall back in love with me would be evenmore inspiringMy ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1524727/</link>
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			<title>Warmth: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Let&amp;rsquo;s start at the beginning. It was kind of funny how webecame friends and to this day it still makes me chuckle from now and then. Itwas seventh grade when we first met; if I remember correctly then your desk wasthe second one in the third row from the door. I remember talking to &amp;ldqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1499294/</link>
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			<title>The Wind Blows: Prologue </title>
			<description>You were my air.&amp;nbsp;My light guiding me to the places I only thought existed in fairy tales.&amp;nbsp;How many times will I let my pride keep me from apologizing to you? I mean, you were --no are-- pretty much my everything. You give me butterflies to this very day, sometimes however those butterflies..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1499282/</link>
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			<title>The Breeze Continues</title>
			<description>How did it all go so f*****g wrong?
Boy. Girl. Best friends. Dating. Lies. 
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			<title>...</title>
			<description>I...I don't know if you've ever heard them before. The voices that trickle into your thoughts at night.&quot;Failure.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Worthless.&quot;&quot;Everyone hates you.&quot;&quot;No one loves you.&quot;&quot;You have nothing.&quot;&quot;You ARE nothing.&quot;I'm all alone in this war but that's okay, I don't want others to be involved. So don't f***..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1377764/</link>
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			<title>My Future Boyfriend</title>
			<description>I wanted to write this for my future boyfriend because why not?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1336053/</link>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>*TRIGGER WARNING* Do not read if you are having suicidal thoughts/have depression. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1298150/</link>
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			<title>Truly in Lust </title>
			<description>Love, it's magical isn't it?&amp;nbsp;Two people, after tireless searching and fantastic journeys, finally find each other. They are beaten, bruised, scarred, and panting breathlessly. They sit down on the morning dew filled grass that is being brightened by the light pink sky. These two warriors look a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1248957/</link>
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			<title>Shooting Stars</title>
			<description>A million stars cover the night skySome wait ever so desperately to kiss the sunBut others enjoy the sky that they too illuminateThese stars fuel their own independence&amp;nbsp;Not relying on anything else except what inhabits themSome stay still, burning vibrantlyOthers are dying outThey have run thei..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1200464/</link>
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			<title>Happiness</title>
			<description>Happiness is a foreign object. Yes an object, not a feeling. It's one of those things&amp;nbsp;that is hard to obtain, like in those 'Indiana Jones' movies where when you pick up the priceless artifact everything suddenly goes wrong even though it's in your hands. I mean, it doesn't seem so hard especia..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1163094/</link>
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			<title>Don't Go to the Doll Shop</title>
			<description>Sit down and let me share with youa tragic tale that happened over thirty years ago.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beforewe start, let me inquire that demons do exist. Even though they are not whatyou may think of with the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1151405/</link>
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			<title>Crazy</title>
			<description>Pacing around the room, tears leaked from brown eyes. A smile was spread across the young girls face as red surrounded her.&amp;nbsp;These&amp;nbsp;reoccurring thoughts were getting old, they were almost laughable. She suddenly stopped in front of the white wall she's seen one to many times before. Her eyes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1136869/</link>
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			<title>Getting Tired</title>
			<description>It's doneThe soul that could brighten a room has gone darkThe once everlasting spark has finally burnt outBabbling brooks are now black and thickA large, vast green forest has been cut down, left abandonedThese limbs are too weak to carry on any longerIf Hell is where I end up, then so be itIn fact ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1119019/</link>
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			<title>Sonnet </title>
			<description>This is for school but I need an opinion on it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1080498/</link>
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			<title>Can I Speak?</title>
			<description>It sucksIt sucks knowing that no matter how hard you tryNo matter how loud you YELLNo matter how much you hurtNo one will care enough to ask'What's wrong?'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1070043/</link>
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			<title>Grandfather</title>
			<description>This started off to be a WWII poem but I felt this needed to be about someone very special to me. </description>
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			<title>Strangers</title>
			<description>I don't care how many times I've met with you, I will never remember you. Your name becomes a hazy slur and your face just fades with the background of the sheets. Countless others of you have come in and out of my life. Each day, one will walk up to me and tell me everything about them. I barely li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1042089/</link>
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			<title>Coffee Shop</title>
			<description>This story was inspired by the song, Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop by Landan Pigg</description>
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			<title>Satisfied</title>
			<description>For: The person that askedFrom: The person who obliged &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Therehe was. The most gorgeous man in the universe. Well, at least to Demitribecause after she had found that Sonny Mo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1016649/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>I'm sorryFor everything reallyI'm sorry for ever telling you that I liked youIt was weird how it happenedNot the confessionBut my feelingsI felt that you were being ripped from meBy a strange girlI just felt aloneI could tell that you were starting to fall out of my gripSo my brain accumulated feeli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1014644/</link>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>Silence&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s deafening isn&amp;rsquo;tit?To be alone all ofthe time?It hurts; even the strongestperson knows thatTo be aloneIn the loudestsilence-It is to know that noone can rescue youYou have options Aand BChoose.No matter what it is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/1003225/</link>
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			<title>Chat I had on Omegle</title>
			<description>You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!You: HEY!!!!Stranger: WHAT UPStranger: YO&amp;gt;You: HELLO? can you see me?You: I'm trappedStranger: YESStranger: OH NO.You: In a dungeon with many reptiles andchainsYou: I am in danger and I need to escape. Ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/996419/</link>
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			<title>These Monsters inside</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Three young girls sat on top of a rotting log looking out across the demon filled pond. One of the girls looked up, black eyes glistening as a shadow loomed over head. &quot;What do you want?!!&quot; She screamed at the tall man with skeleton eyes. He gla..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/981581/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Enfer</title>
			<description>Chapter 3: EnferI decided to lose the wheel chair, it was way too inconvenientfor me. I needed to walk not wheel myself around. I had felt an unusually largepower surging inside me and just couldn&amp;rsquo;t sit still. I&amp;rsquo;m still freaking outabout it but my body refuses to calm down...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/974777/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Memories</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;You are such an awfulchild.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t deserve tolive.&amp;rdquo;That&amp;rsquo;s funny it soundslike my parents but why do I hear such a high pitched scream in the background?It seems that I&amp;rsquo;m at my house however I&amp;rsquo;m outside instead of in. It&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/974551/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Fire</title>
			<description>A long time ago, I said to myself I would do anything tochange the world. It was a dream I&amp;rsquo;ve had since then.What I would do was and is still a mystery to me but I willdo whatever it takes. Even if I am still a high school, I feel as if I haven&amp;rsquo;tfulfilled that accomplishm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/973723/</link>
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			<title>Phoenix: The Beginnings</title>
			<description>New book, hopefully I won't quit this one</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/973721/</link>
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			<title> Problems</title>
			<description>Do you want to know my issues? Problems?Problem #1: Trusting:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/888139/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter 2&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hello?Any-anyone here?Where am I? Everything is really cold here.Maybe I went back in time to the um&amp;hellip;Ice Age. Or maybe I&amp;rsquo;m with---AHHHH!!! Asharp pain, but where did it&amp;#2013266048;&quot;AHHH! Ano..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/844151/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Screaming. That&amp;rsquo;s how it started, if I can recallcorrectly. No wait, maybe it was the works of someone&amp;rsquo;s crazy mindformulating a plan that was so perfect it was imperfect. But, that&amp;rsquo;s getting too far ahead of the very beginning on aquiet little street, Chimmendale..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/843987/</link>
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			<title>The Rain</title>
			<description>You might want to use google translate lol</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/821088/</link>
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			<title>Roses that Fall</title>
			<description>Theroses that fallThe ones that hurt greatlyThat are most magnificent </description>
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			<title>Prolouge </title>
			<description>Twinkle, twinkle little star&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thescreams going from the normally peaceful house disturb the neighbors but noneare brave enough to find out what was going on.How I wonder what you are?The neig..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/795089/</link>
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			<title>Who you are</title>
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			<title>Sage</title>
			<description>HeyIt's SageNice to meet you finallyI'm happy to be hereI know I may seem like the type of personthat seems to be meIs the person that you don't want to get acquainted withBut really I'll describe myself better:Name: Sage TetreaultAge:14Gender: Both Occupation: Monster HunterThere, now the simple st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/freakitangerine6/775350/</link>
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