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			<title>The Forest </title>
			<description>I could see the sea of green stretched out in front of me on the tired, weary road. It was completely silent, it felt like this part of the world was entirely empty of human kind. The wheels on the car were even quiet, unlike the whole trip here, as if to say the car itself knew something didn't fee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1681463/</link>
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			<title>The Forest </title>
			<description>This is an excerpt from a novel I have written. It circles around the main character, Matthew, meeting struggles as he moves to a new state with his family next door to a creepy, deadly forest </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1681457/</link>
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			<title>Surprise Gift </title>
			<description>A short story that I have written </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1589580/</link>
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			<title>Dear Mind </title>
			<description>This is a piece that I wrote that reflects how I, and many other people, feel about the thoughts that roam into my brain. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1574449/</link>
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			<title>A Look Back on Black History </title>
			<description>I look back on black history underneath the borough,     I search to remember our black heroes, People have forgotten them or maybe just surpassed,     However I've come to talk about it at long last.The words from &quot;I have a dream&quot; to a poem entitled &quot;Still I Rise&quot;,    The words magnify ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1488235/</link>
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			<title>Double Crossed </title>
			<description>Flash fiction </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1455711/</link>
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			<title>Beacon of Hope</title>
			<description>Her tears made her eyes so bright like a beacon of hope,     This hope came from the clouds in the sky, it helped her cope, She'd wipe them away to convey a happy look,    It worked so well on everyone it was all it took.Nothing could take away the pain she hid,     It would on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1452695/</link>
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			<title>Tall Dark Shadow </title>
			<description>I see this tall dark shadow on the wall,    From what I can get a glimpse of it,As the cars come driving by,    Flashing their head lights on the concrete.I see its tall shape,    As if to resemble strength and or bravery Like a warrior fighting a dragon,    Or a solide..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1452565/</link>
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			<title>Sammy</title>
			<description>     My brother has always been so curious, My brother was always so full of life,    He would always go searching for things to find,He searched to understand and to discover.    My brother was fascinated by things he shouldn't be,My brother had a dark fantasy that lived withi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lashanna_/1452148/</link>
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			<title>Jet Black </title>
			<description>You don't tell me anything, It's like you stopped caring,The more the days would go by,The more you never said hi. What's wrong? What did I do?,I honestly wish I knew, I see you living your life without me, It's almost like you'd rather me flee.I want to h..</description>
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