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			<title>The Things She Carried</title>
			<description>English assignment based off of the first vignette of the Vietnam war book. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/979013/</link>
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			<title>Which path? </title>
			<description>A simple girl, on a path.&amp;nbsp;The road forks right or left.&amp;nbsp;To the right: social acceptance.&amp;nbsp;To the left: self acceptance.&amp;nbsp;She stares and finally starts walking.&amp;nbsp;She goes to the rightAnd walks off of a cliffLanding in a bed of roses.&amp;nbsp;The thorns tear her ap..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/802583/</link>
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			<title>Gas and Brake</title>
			<description>In life, there's always a gas pedal and a brake..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/746390/</link>
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			<title>Sometimes Y</title>
			<description>Another poem or English class. We were supposed to assign a colour to each vowel. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/689310/</link>
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			<title>Envy</title>
			<description>Assignment for English Class</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/689147/</link>
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			<title>Memory of a Soul</title>
			<description>&quot;F**k&quot; I mutter as I jab a needle into my arm. &quot;F**k!&quot; I growl,not able to find a vein. I hand the needle over to Lisbeth. She slides it into a vein with ease. &quot;You've been using too much, Ali&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Shut up&quot; I bark. &quot;Not like you're any better.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Lis shrugs and pushes the crystal into my vein...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/654997/</link>
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			<title>I Act</title>
			<description>~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/646581/</link>
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			<title>~Untitled~</title>
			<description>written from a memory of a nightmare </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/617230/</link>
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			<title>Masked Horror and Beauty</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/582353/</link>
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			<title>The Sweet Relief</title>
			<description>A girl has a horrible experience.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/573113/</link>
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			<title>Daughter is Despair (Teaser)</title>
			<description>just a teaser for a story I'm writing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NessyEssy/569035/</link>
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			<title>Death in His Own Form</title>
			<description>Just a poem i wrote</description>
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