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			<title>The Privacy of Loneliness</title>
			<description>This is a piece based on my favorite place in the world, my roof. It sounds weird but it's whatever.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1910705/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>This is a darker tone than many of my other poems, but it's one that I'm proud of writing when I was in a place that I'm happy to say I'm out of now</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1908721/</link>
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			<title>Ode to my Pen</title>
			<description>This is yet again, another English project that is inspired from the writer Pablo Neruda, who published many odes to common things. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1908717/</link>
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			<title>Where I'm From</title>
			<description>This was an English project due awhile back, that I have really taken a liking to. It is an extension of George Ella Lyon's poem &quot;Where I'm From&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1908716/</link>
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			<title>Never Forget Your Sunblock</title>
			<description>First one back ;)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1908713/</link>
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			<title>The Real Me</title>
			<description>I am so sorry my writing hasn't been the same for some time now and these cruddy stories are god awful! But I lost my muse and he is never coming back. Hope you all have a wonderful day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1587626/</link>
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			<title>Meaning of a Man</title>
			<description>Bloody wrists.Begging for the&amp;nbsp;coldest kiss.Take me now . Take me now.Red , red&amp;nbsp; , nothing but red.Laying here wishing I was dead.Oh forgive me lord of sin.Open up your fiery gates.Please let me in.For what is man If nothing but a disgrace?Children suffering at the hand of the damned.Innoce..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1540824/</link>
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			<title>Like Clockwork</title>
			<description>I wrote this solely for the purpose of a contest. I normally do not write six word stories. Copyright to me. Enjoy! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shelbynicolee/1540775/</link>
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