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			<title>Where the ocean meets the edge of the world ch1</title>
			<description>Saffron doesn't know how she's supposed to cope with all the thing that are going on in her life, so she begins doing and thinking things she never thought she would. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/615457/</link>
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			<title>Where the ocean meets the edge of the world</title>
			<description>My idea isn't the most original, granted, but I want to write it anyway. It's just me trying to understand a lot of things.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/615453/</link>
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			<title>Angry colours, delightful colours</title>
			<description>SoledadI live inSoledad, they saidI live inloneliness&amp;nbsp;My home, astairwayA road, I sayColour is myshelterMusic to myears&amp;nbsp;Though lifehas done me wrongIt doesn&amp;rsquo;tmatter anymoreMy shadow hasgrown with meI must nottr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/585233/</link>
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			<title>Let it come</title>
			<description>I watch the words spiral out of your mouth in graceful,strange arcsI watch them fall, I watch them vanishBut they stay with me &amp;#2013266048;&quot;Silence speaks more than wordsThis is why your words, so few, are so precious to me&amp;nbsp;I watch the notes, the arching melod..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/579302/</link>
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			<title>The place where the rainbow gets its colours</title>
			<description>a story that's been buzzing around for a while. the place where the rainbow gets its colours? it's beatiful. i've been there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/578838/</link>
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			<title>Of Mice And Men prolouge</title>
			<description>enlgish assignment from a while back. edited it a bit.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/572086/</link>
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			<title>Old father time</title>
			<description>in my English class we had to write poems on world war one, life in the trenches. this is what I have so far. a bit gloomy I guess but it is what it is.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/572059/</link>
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			<title>Life is just a road to death</title>
			<description>dunno what it is or what it means but it poured out of me like lava out of a volcano :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/threelittlebirds/572051/</link>
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