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		<description>The original writings of author ExposedSiren</description>
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			<title>Destructive Tendencies</title>
			<description>I am afraid of love because my if I let go, I will ruin it all.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2845206/</link>
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			<title>Lili the Key-Keeper</title>
			<description>A child's book in progress &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2809691/</link>
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			<title>Gray Days</title>
			<description>My favorite thing about Caffeine is&amp;nbsp;how it does its best to simulate Dopamine;On days that I am&amp;nbsp; grey and can't feel anything,&amp;nbsp;at least I can listen to my heart raceand feel as if I am fine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2791474/</link>
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			<title>6 Days Now</title>
			<description>You have come, and are now long gone. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2790702/</link>
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			<title>4 Days Ago</title>
			<description>Before you came here, all I had was silence. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2790701/</link>
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			<title>To be Lost in Limerence</title>
			<description>I'm pretty certain this is why they lock people up.  Love is just an obsession, that others deem reasonable.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2783648/</link>
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			<title>Mindful Mazes</title>
			<description>Appreciate your thoughts, for they are more precious than you know. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2781676/</link>
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			<title>S(he's) in Trouble</title>
			<description>Rose colored glasses are distorted. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2781178/</link>
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			<title>Ocean's Pull</title>
			<description>I went swimming at night, and found the ocean current stronger than usual.  It was so much harder to get back to shore than I planned...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2780148/</link>
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			<title>Session 2+3</title>
			<description>Skipped 2 weeks like a fool, trying to make it back. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2778072/</link>
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			<title>Session 1</title>
			<description>In which a hard decision was made long before I knew it was a choice.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2776072/</link>
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			<title>Session 0</title>
			<description>She told me it was a good idea. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2775574/</link>
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			<title>I'm Still Here. </title>
			<description>It's been so long since I could bring myself to publish anything.  At some point, all the things I thought I wanted to share became passionately private.   I'm sorry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2770649/</link>
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			<title>Actually, Just a Directory</title>
			<description>Geniuinely.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2763277/</link>
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			<title>Working Title LoZ</title>
			<description>Working Description; Adventure/Romance</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2763273/</link>
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			<title>Only Theirs</title>
			<description>Would you like a piece of my soul?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2483829/</link>
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			<title>Kindred Entropic Nihilist</title>
			<description>If you're reading this, then I can feel you too.  Wave to the moon for me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2176977/</link>
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			<title>Grieving</title>
			<description>Not for others. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2176975/</link>
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			<title>Famine of Passion</title>
			<description>In this case, He would be the Sun, and I the unwilling Icarus.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2149321/</link>
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			<title>The beauty and the bandit</title>
			<description>.....She ran atop the rooftops swiftly, small golden anklet tinkling softly.&amp;nbsp; Below her the city stayed strong, its pulse felt through the spills of the tavern culture, the moms hushing their children to sleep, and the ever so often tussle of young urchins out on the street. Tonight she had her..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2143327/</link>
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			<title>W.A.S</title>
			<description>I remember some of my first opinions of this world, preconceived notions forming myUnderstanding of the boundaries around me, as I&amp;nbsp;Sought to further push my awareness throughout this vast land.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Expecting to find adventures made of jewels, flowers, dragons and more, IDeeply drank fro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2109152/</link>
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			<title>A Year Alone</title>
			<description>Just working on some character thoughts in a more pressing way, as certain situations happen in front of them. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2097421/</link>
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			<title>The Rabbit Hole Wasn't Big Enough</title>
			<description>Every day I look in the mirror and scoff,&amp;nbsp;Because my appearance is a facade to the fairy forest deep inside,&amp;nbsp;My eyes sitting in place of freshly plucked hilltop,&amp;nbsp;My smile a simple distraction for the deathly rapids hiding within,&amp;nbsp;My skin waiting to be scratched off to reveal the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2096685/</link>
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			<title>A Year Without Him</title>
			<description>A short description of each chapter for a story I am writing in the future, using my set character list and each of their base feelings at the start.  Please let me know how you feel. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2096683/</link>
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			<title>Casual Casualties</title>
			<description>Huhhh Not there today
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2090308/</link>
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			<title>Ice Cubes with my Coffee</title>
			<description>My heat is broken, I think.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2089382/</link>
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			<title>The Chaos Calls,...</title>
			<description>I constantly fight the ideals of breaking my world to pretend in another. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2086578/</link>
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			<title>Messages on the Wind</title>
			<description>My heart is so scattered now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/2033953/</link>
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			<title>Mobile thoughts</title>
			<description>Uploading this on my phone, I'll fix it later </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1917645/</link>
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			<title>Daydreaming</title>
			<description>Working on imagery, just fun thoughts of today. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1894242/</link>
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			<title>The Greatest Gift</title>
			<description>A letter for a friend, who I owe more than I realized to.  
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1854992/</link>
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			<title>Reflections</title>
			<description>She stares back at me, Green eyes full of contempt,Her smile missing, Her hair unkempt.... She loves who she is...She does not like what she sees. The outside, Though covered in leaves, Seems so dead, so Quiet,&amp;nbsp; So make-believe...Its only a shell, A soft Exoskeleton.Though looks shouldn't matte..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1819856/</link>
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			<title>Lighting in the Distance</title>
			<description>At what point is it my fault, and at what point should I change?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1818999/</link>
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			<title>Burned by the Sun</title>
			<description>&quot;Look,Yes, he is handsome, and he'll satisfy that anxious tick...But that doesn't mean hes worth it, Just that he's good with his dick. That boy won't leave you fulfilled, Trust me, that boy is not Perfect&quot;He is not the best, Not even close to it...He's got the key to my chest, and knows how to use ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1816686/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2; The Venom</title>
			<description>Trip City, yo.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1811298/</link>
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			<title>Apathetic Daemons</title>
			<description>Working on the title, give it time. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1810768/</link>
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			<title>Cigarette Smoke</title>
			<description>Old habits die hard. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1799479/</link>
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			<title>Maybe it's Me</title>
			<description>I'm a part-time Sociopath, or so I've been told.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1799208/</link>
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			<title>Dear Autumn,</title>
			<description>Will not be published.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1796848/</link>
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			<title>Bring Gloves...</title>
			<description>This is nothing but venting, enjoy </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1795855/</link>
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			<title>I Can be Bitter if I Choose...</title>
			<description>Sometimes, it inspires me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1794036/</link>
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			<title>Cigarette Ashes</title>
			<description>**Warning**
Bad words, and hard times. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1770113/</link>
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			<title>Stoned Steps </title>
			<description>Nah. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1767057/</link>
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			<title>Anastasia, Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She sat by the creek, staring off&amp;nbsp; into the trees on the other side.&amp;nbsp; The sun was waking up the forest little by little, as singing birds slowly began to add more ambience to the sound of running water.&amp;nbsp; Her future was laid out before h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1748088/</link>
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			<title>Tonight</title>
			<description>&quot;Life is what you make it, so make it beautiful&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1743409/</link>
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			<title>Tipping the Scales</title>
			<description> &quot;Rebirth &amp; Revenge&quot;
&quot;Lessons learned the hard way.&quot;
Story has been stalled for a short time</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1742384/</link>
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			<title>Midas' Touch</title>
			<description>Destruction and Creation go hand in hand</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1739548/</link>
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			<title>Come Find Me</title>
			<description>It's not that I haven't been writing...It's that I have a habit of hiding, Of running,And waiting, Of arguing and debating,Anxiously anticipating,The chase. I wish I had ran faster.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1739546/</link>
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			<title>Nope</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1731515/</link>
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			<title>Karma</title>
			<description>What comes around, goes around... 
Be kind to others, or the world will not be kind to you. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ExposedSiren/1731183/</link>
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