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		<description>The original writings of author Meredith</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Same Dream New Twist</title>
			<description>Lately my dreams have been filledwith falling. In these dreams, I fall. Not off of a cliff but off of a house. Idon&amp;rsquo;t know what the house looks like or even where it is. All I know is that Ialways end up falling. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Be..</description>
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			<title>Vivid Dream</title>
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			<title>Just Dolls: Glitz Tornado</title>
			<description>Saturday; 5:01am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thesmell of hairspray and makeup awoke Hailey Benson from her short night ofsleep. Her hair curlers her uncomfortable, her face mask was so hard shecouldn&amp;rsquo;t even move her face. No wonder she couldn..</description>
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			<title>The Giraffe </title>
			<description>	Standing so tall	So elegant	Above the trees	Beyond the clouds	So tall	20 feet off the ground	Shorter than a sky scraper	Taller than a bus	The giraffe is so tall	So elegant	Giraffe</description>
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			<title>The Giraffe in the Cave</title>
			<description>Many, many years ago on an African plain, there lived abrave, strong lion. Every animal respected the lion, for he was the king onthat plain in Africa. He had no friends, everyone was scared of him but he madethe animals respect him. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/759731/</link>
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			<title>Turning</title>
			<description>Turning aroundTurning aroundTrying to thinkOf what to do nextTurning aroundTurning aroundLike a small childOn a spring dayTurning aroundTurning aroundWhat should I&amp;nbsp;write?Turning aroundTurning aroundWhatever comes to mind</description>
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			<title>Potter All the Way!</title>
			<description>	Have you ever dreamed of living in a whismical castle or casting enchanting spells? Or have you had a dream about being bitten by a vampire? I chose option number 1!&amp;nbsp;	Harry Potter is a magical series that takes you into the life you always wanted. You feel like the charactors are you. You get ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/759593/</link>
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			<title>Red</title>
			<description>	Red is anger showing on your face	Or beautiful roses in displayed a vase	Red is the feeling when your embaressed	Or the intermost feelings of an artist	Red is many things besides just red	It could be the thoughts inside your head	</description>
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			<title>The Day</title>
			<description>	How could I go on in my life after such a tragedy? How will I be able to live? How could something so bad happen to me? Max died.	He was always fun to be around, like a best friend to me; a small, four legged friend. He was my dog, always there when I needed a friend. From the day I was born until ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/759586/</link>
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			<title>Preview of Ch. 1 of my new story</title>
			<description>Just a prview</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/759352/</link>
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			<title>The Creature under the Sink</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Mother and father aren&amp;rsquo;t quite right.&amp;nbsp; Lately they have been acting a bitstrange. Sometimes I feel the urge to run from them.&amp;rdquo; Lucy told her aunt.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lucy&amp;rsquo;saunt looked at the fear on her niece&amp;rs..</description>
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			<title>                                      Just Dolls</title>
			<description>A pagent story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/598115/</link>
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			<title>Apple Pie</title>
			<description>Silly</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/595603/</link>
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			<title>After the Mouse Went Up the Clock</title>
			<description>Silly</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/595600/</link>
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			<title>Oodles of Noodles</title>
			<description>Fun Poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/595403/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts About Serious Subjects</title>
			<description>Animal Abuse</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/595401/</link>
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			<title>I Just Like To Think</title>
			<description>Just think</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/594133/</link>
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			<title>Will the Sun Come Back</title>
			<description>Will night end?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/594132/</link>
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			<title>The China Doll</title>
			<description>So still, so relaxed the doll sat on a hard wooden self. The wood of the maple tree my grandma left her. The china doll. Her eyes as blue as the bluebirds dancing happily in the woods. The bonnet made from silk of the gentle silk worm. Her hair made of twigs of an abandoned birds nest. Her face made..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/592318/</link>
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			<title>However many Candles </title>
			<description>I perfer birthdays over&amp;nbsp;Halloween&amp;nbsp;Valentines don't compareTo presents and friendsDid I mention cake?I'd perfer my birthay over&amp;nbsp;one million holidaysbecause it is the only timewhen there's cake</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mer29/592314/</link>
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			<title>Polly Polka Dot</title>
			<description>A Short Tall Tale</description>
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