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			<title>&quot;You Know It's Not Real, Right?&quot;</title>
			<description>My mind was a templeencased in glass,with a sign. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t tap the glass.&amp;rdquo;Visitors, patrons, vandals, thieveswould come, thump their fists on it and leave.Glass broke. Sometimes fingerprints, other times not.Other times, gentle touches. Barely cracks;s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1474879/</link>
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			<title>Waxing Poetry</title>
			<description>On a whim, a satire of my own emotions.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1467303/</link>
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			<title>Reflections</title>
			<description>A piece of self-examination.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1459383/</link>
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			<title>Children Are Deer</title>
			<description>For those who are offended by confidence, or lack thereof.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1454221/</link>
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			<title>An Open Letter</title>
			<description>Found in a discarded envelope; neither stamped nor sealed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1452257/</link>
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			<title>Creative Minds</title>
			<description>Hands up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1449773/</link>
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			<title>Marianne</title>
			<description>Anne looks in the mirror. Her eyes are pretty. They arebrown - the colour of the best chocolate and newly polished wood.&amp;lsquo;They&amp;rsquo;re beautiful,&amp;rsquo; says Mary.Anne blinks. &amp;lsquo;No they&amp;rsquo;re not.&amp;rsquo;&amp;lsquo;Yes, they are.&amp;rsquo;They are standing in Anne&amp;rsquo;s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1444696/</link>
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			<title>Marks</title>
			<description>Some people are like footprints on the moon. They leave tracks that will never fade.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1442800/</link>
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			<title>He Makes No Mistakes</title>
			<description>An angry, autistic young woman becomes self-aware.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1437933/</link>
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			<title>Traitors</title>
			<description>Two extracts from my YA novel-in-progress. These come from some way into the story - roughly halfway through to be exact.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1436405/</link>
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			<title>Descent</title>
			<description>A YA fantasy/supernatural story, with obligatory romance between a teenage soldier and her guardian angel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlyTheCoop/1436395/</link>
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