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		<description>The original writings of author Princepessa</description>
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			<title>Part 2</title>
			<description>The next part of the short story...this is pretty much where I've gotten up to.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/1643418/</link>
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			<title>Part 1</title>
			<description>A short sample from the very beginning of the story. Hope you enjoy :D Let me know if you want more!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/1643028/</link>
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			<title>The Prince of Ophraevia</title>
			<description>A short story that's unfinished and will therefore be posted in bits and pieces. An interesting take on fairytales and an attempt at comedy.
Hope you enjoy :D Would love any feedback.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/1643027/</link>
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			<title>Hell</title>
			<description>He was coming for me again. Black coat, hidden face, sword in hand. It was the dreaded Executioner of Hell. I was going to be killed. For what felt like the sixty-hundredth time. It probably was. I was serving my hundredth year in hell. And I had many more to come, that much I knew. Eternity was f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/807704/</link>
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			<title>Heaven</title>
			<description>My stay in Limbo had only lasted five days, or so said the angelic counsel that was holding my trial for the crime I committed. You must understand, they explained. Limbo works in a dream-like way. Five minutes asleep will give you an hour in a dream. However, Limbo is multiplied. And so, your five ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/807703/</link>
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			<title>Limbo</title>
			<description>I sat down, exhausted from my outburst of anger, and regretful of it too. Not that it made a difference. I regretted everything I had done, another thing to add was not a big deal. I was still furious but was too tired to keep hacking at the Earth. Zap! Flash! Ow! Crash! I was blinded for a full..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/782124/</link>
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			<title>Sometimes I Wish</title>
			<description>Sometimes I wishThat I could just step awayFrom this worldMy world&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wishThat I was and had moreTo be famousMe famous&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wishThat life weren't so normalSo is life My life&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wishFor adventures, like in moviesGreat adventure..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/748300/</link>
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			<title>Routine</title>
			<description>My heart stopped in my throat. She was awake. And coming downstairs. To me.&amp;nbsp;My legs started trembling with fear. The anticipation was more than enough to kill me. She was coming closer, closer, closer. There was nowhere I could go. If I went it would only make things worse. It would only an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/731900/</link>
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			<title>Earth</title>
			<description>I hacked down tree after tree, spell after spell, everything. I destroyed everything in my path. That was all I wanted-total destruction. Until I had it, I would keep going.&amp;nbsp;Why had he done that? Why had I done that? Now I would end up in hell, or worse. He would get away. He was dead. I ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/731183/</link>
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			<title>Anymore</title>
			<description>I feel myself begin to crumbleI just couldn'tI just can'tIt is impossibleCan't hold onWhispers curse through my headThey are cursesSpells designed to killTo destroyEverything you saidMakes meI want to curl up on the spotAnd crybittersweet tearsSo tender with loveMy love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/723057/</link>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>He was back. Standing there, real as ever, hair in its floppy style, smile on his face. Saying hi to all his friends. He had been missed greatly in the long time of two weeks he had been away from school. Nobody from school had seen him over that period of time in which he holidayed at Cape Lamont. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/723052/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;Arielle?&amp;rsquo;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t a question, yet it was. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t really a statement of any sort either. It was Candace, trying to get my attention, sounding annoyed about it too. Not that I blamed her. It must have been the twenty-fifth time. At least. I was still pondering over t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/722487/</link>
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			<title>Gravities of Heaven</title>
			<description>Different things and place-hell, heaven, limbo. Might even turn it into a story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/721707/</link>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>Fire. That was all I imagined. Just flames, filling up my vision. Like a world of it. A world of fire. I could not find how it was possible to imagine this. I did not know much about fire. I hadn&amp;rsquo;t seen much of it; only the house that had burnt down that I saw, while I was doing my work on Ear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/721699/</link>
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			<title>Fire; Angel</title>
			<description>a book. methinks better than magia and my fave one. About angels and a completely new world/s. love it. hope you do to. EVERYONE READ THIS OR DIE&gt; YOU MUST READ THIS BOOK</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/721698/</link>
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			<title>Poetry-what it is</title>
			<description>what i think about poetry</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/721697/</link>
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			<title>My World With You</title>
			<description>You make the world light upThe sun shine bright Everything glistensIn your sunshine&amp;nbsp;Every glimpse of youMakes my dayMy world is prettyWhen you say 'Hey'&amp;nbsp;Your in my dreams And they're all sunnyFull of fun and loveSweet as honey&amp;nbsp;One day I dreamtThey wonde..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/718631/</link>
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			<title>I wish</title>
			<description>I wish that I could find wordsTo describe how I feel about youSometimes you make me crySometimes you make me laughAnd whenever I see youI feel this pang inside my chestIt doesn't hurtI just feel it.&amp;nbsp;I wish that I could tell youMy true&amp;nbsp; feelings for you, for meBut I'm ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/718629/</link>
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			<title>Change The World</title>
			<description>Starving PeopleHungry, hungryWaiting for a better dayWaiting, waiting every day Just like you, just like meWanting more than what they haveThat's the worldThe change we want to see&amp;nbsp;Big disastersEarthquakes, FloodsWiping out our good countriesWiping, Wiping can you seeJ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/704031/</link>
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			<title>Make me say</title>
			<description>Let you get toLet you get to my heartLet you feed meLove&amp;nbsp;Let you make meLet you make me differentLet you have myLove&amp;nbsp;You can make me say neverYou can make me say no wayYou can make me say whatever ButYou can't make me feel a different way&amp;nbsp;Let you be the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/704016/</link>
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			<title>The Sun</title>
			<description>A happy poem!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/700883/</link>
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			<title>Hide and Seek</title>
			<description>just a random poem.....................</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/582905/</link>
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			<title>friendship</title>
			<description>Friendship holds the truest love of allit never ever diesWith friends I will never fallFor with friends the time flies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/581876/</link>
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			<title>Love/Friendship</title>
			<description>Just a poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/580078/</link>
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			<title>The Painting</title>
			<description>This is just a totally random poem about looking at the painting... its basically a description of the pic i guess its realy a few short stories that are told in the pic</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/563679/</link>
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			<title>I still love you</title>
			<description>Just another one of those random poems... its about this girl being left alone and waiting for her love. It doesnt rhyme but it has rhythm</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princepessa/563270/</link>
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