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		<description>The original writings of author Gemzi</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two: The Recruit (Work in progress. The second option)</title>
			<description>Deranand I moved as far as we could on our first night, setting up atdawn, watching the strange figure. After a few minutes, we thought itwas safe enough to set up camp. Out came the tent, radios, cameraequiptment and mapping station.Weset up the base cameras, and changed the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/2880884/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: The Recruit (Work in progress.)</title>
			<description>Very short chapter as I wrote it differently somewhere else.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/2880881/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: The Team</title>
			<description>Iwas awoken by someone calling my name, Druein. Myeyes slowly open and I glance up at the person hovering over my bed.I groan and slowly move myself to sit up, having been enjoying mysleep, I stared daggers at the wall, yawning as I stretch and getmyself up.I grab my uniform, a b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/2880879/</link>
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			<title>The missing Treasure</title>
			<description>What would happen if we were to have dried up oceans, so it was a desert?
What if there were many teams, tasked for salvaging wrecks  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/2880878/</link>
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			<title>Wow, feels like forever ago.</title>
			<description>Lots of changes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/2879907/</link>
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			<title>It is 4 in the morning brain. Let me sleep.</title>
			<description>Yeah. Title doesn't rhyme. I'm 4 in the morning.
I have lost my mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/2047701/</link>
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			<title>What to name.</title>
			<description>For Jess</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1874076/</link>
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			<title>Idk</title>
			<description>New</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1854044/</link>
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			<title>Idk</title>
			<description>Not really a poem but oh well.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1814293/</link>
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			<title>Dear brain</title>
			<description>This is what my brain comes up with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1797121/</link>
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			<title>Hi... Again...</title>
			<description>So... Happy birthday Gran...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1713121/</link>
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			<title>The new year?</title>
			<description>Happy new year... I guess.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1701075/</link>
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			<title>Business.</title>
			<description>Decided to sign up to something like Avon, very confusing...Anyway... Been rather busy, plus my tablet hates me.How's everyone else?I'm okay, missing my girlfriend...&amp;nbsp;I wonder what people honestly think of this journal...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1620645/</link>
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			<title>Sick.</title>
			<description>Been rather unwell...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1534634/</link>
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			<title>F*****g... Dumb... B***h...</title>
			<description>just.... angry...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1522023/</link>
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			<title>Pictures...</title>
			<description>Horrible day today, cloudly and not feeling well. Hoping to post good a*s pictures..Hoping to go out tomorrow to take pictures.Love my new toy... 10' screen hehehe.Was 140NZD plus keyboard.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1510615/</link>
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			<title>My thoughts.</title>
			<description>Just being me... Got my tablet now...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1510606/</link>
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			<title>Ending...</title>
			<description>In the end...Everyone leaves...I don't know why I bother...I don't know why I try so hard...When I don't try hard enough...I lose friends...When I try my hardest...I lose friends...When I just pause...Take time out...I lose friends...When I'm me...I lose friends...Why should I bother?Why should I tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1502771/</link>
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			<title>Liar.</title>
			<description>Hahahahahahaha don't make me laugh!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1502755/</link>
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			<title>I...</title>
			<description>Dear Jens...I'm sorry...&amp;nbsp;I just...&amp;nbsp;I'm sorry...I'll leave you alone...I love you like a sister...I just...&amp;nbsp;Goodbye...Dear DanYou're a jerk.&amp;nbsp;You know that right?You're a f*****g jerk.Yet in a way you're awesome...Take care of Jens alright...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1502007/</link>
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			<title>Dear...</title>
			<description>Dear Nickeh...I'm sorry...I'm sorry for what I said...What I did...What I let happen...It wasn't my intention...I lost it...I lost myself...I'm still lost...I'm sorry...I know you'll never forgive me...So I've backed up.I'm sorry...That's all I can say...Dear Steph...I'm sorry...I should've stopped ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1501448/</link>
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			<title>Just say it...</title>
			<description>About me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1501440/</link>
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			<title>To the two I love most... </title>
			<description>You may not see it...You may not be happy...I know you...We've been friends...Sisters...For years...To Crissa.You're my big sister...I love you...I can't be there in person...But I know every day...I know you will try to reply...I know how far you are...I know one wrong move...And I've lost you...An..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1501435/</link>
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			<title>Failing my promise...</title>
			<description>When I started this...&amp;nbsp;I said I would try to write everyday...But I haven't been for days...&amp;nbsp;How would I fit everything in...A few weeks ago...I cut...I'm not proud of it...I got even more mad at myself...I'm not proud I have failed.However...I'm proud I'm alive.I'm proud I have my friends..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1501432/</link>
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			<title>The Funeral...</title>
			<description>Name says all.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1501430/</link>
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			<title>The Penpals...</title>
			<description>Havent been able to post... Laptops broken .-.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1481927/</link>
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			<title>Whoops...</title>
			<description>Keep forgetting... Going to have to make it the first thing I wake up and do...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1473532/</link>
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			<title>Anyone?</title>
			<description>IDK...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1469742/</link>
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			<title>The Day...</title>
			<description>Haven't posted for a while...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1466947/</link>
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			<title>The Year I Lost...</title>
			<description>How I feel right now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1464340/</link>
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			<title>The Brokenness Within...</title>
			<description>Have you ever felt so broken? So alone... So lost?It's how I feel each and everyday... I wake up just to want to curl up and cry myself back to sleep... I've felt this way for 6ish years... No ones seemed to notice... I've tried getting help... Only to have snapped...Most who try and help have never..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1463572/</link>
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			<title>Diary Of A Broken...</title>
			<description>Everyday for a year... I'm going to try write how I feel...
2015 life... I've suffered for 6ish years from depression... 
Let's hope this helps...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1463568/</link>
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			<title>Disappearing heart Reply.</title>
			<description>The same friend who wrote Disappearing heart did how she feels in a poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1405436/</link>
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			<title>Disappearing heart.</title>
			<description>My friend wrote for me after I started randomly sending words and thinking of a song. She turned it into a poem. This is how I feel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1405435/</link>
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			<title>Third story with no name.</title>
			<description>Chapter one.Life changing orders.She smirked, walking up to the poor boy. &quot;And what is your name?&quot;He gulped and replied. &quot;Zokia miss.&quot; His voice was soft yet shaky.&quot;Sounds more like a ladies name.&quot; She scoffed, smacking him upside the head.&amp;nbsp;He whimpered and held his head, glancing up at her.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1405052/</link>
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			<title>Again, no name.</title>
			<description>Chapter one.The wanting.It was always weird around this time of year, first the weather would change every 10minutes, next other students would go missing, usually around age 12. Everyone in town called it 'The Wanting', of cause no one was with these students, some even taken from bedrooms, most wo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1405050/</link>
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			<title>I have no title for this story yet.</title>
			<description>As she looked out her bedroom window, she wished her family was just like everyone elses, either happy normal Humans or happy normal Limbars (magical people), but NO! That could never happen. (Why?) Two reasons. One, her family was barely human. And two, her family werent normal. 12 year old Jackie ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NZNoobyNovels/1405041/</link>
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