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		<description>The original writings of author LilithDianaClio </description>
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			<title>The Untouchable </title>
			<description>Death. When someone we know succumbes to it we are depressed. At its ceremony and procession we weep. The dark colors of mystery and the unknown have always graced its memory, yet perhaps this inevitable fact it not all the general populace has, overtime come to see it as. Death is as natural as lif..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1526761/</link>
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			<title>Dehumanization and Demonization of Black Men </title>
			<description>An essay responding to the recent attention directed on the systematic murder of black men </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1526744/</link>
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			<title>Waiting For Godot: The Passive Dissipation of Living  </title>
			<description>An essay detailing my take on Samuel Beckett's Classic; Waiting for Godot. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1522307/</link>
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			<title>Masks </title>
			<description>This is my epitaph&amp;nbsp;This is my Omega&amp;nbsp;This is the should that will never return to Eden.With every sin I find myself falling deeper into hateand farther from grace.&amp;nbsp;I've been robbedI've been raped&amp;nbsp;Paradise lost along with innocence&amp;nbsp;and I can't help but feel that ignorance is t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1446736/</link>
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			<title>My Final Letter. </title>
			<description>This is not really a story. It is an excerpt from a very long, and very personal, love letter that I wrote a long time ago. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1446644/</link>
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			<title>Till' Death Do Us Part </title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.&amp;rdquo; 
This story was censored by my school literary magazine, so I would really appreciate any comments on it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1446425/</link>
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			<title>Dante's Beast </title>
			<description>This poem was inspired by Dante's Inferno </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1445281/</link>
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			<title>God's Screenplay </title>
			<description>This was inspired by 'The Conqueror Worm' by Edgar Allen Poe and by Macbeth's &quot;Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow&quot; speech in Shakespeare's Macbeth </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilithDianaClio/1445279/</link>
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