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			<title>Never Again</title>
			<description>Let's see what flows</description>
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			<title>I Don't Want Him </title>
			<description>How I See Him</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reveal/2804889/</link>
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			<title>Her Own Truths</title>
			<description>She decided to tell all; to tell it from the point of her own perspective. After all, he failed to share certain truths about himself which kept her from making decisions that would affected her heart and her life. Now it matters not what he thinks of her truth-telling. The lack of his openness put ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reveal/1648342/</link>
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			<title>A Loser's Gain...peace</title>
			<description>She failed to gain his love, but as she considered her loss, surprisingly, she beheld her gain; who knew that losing him would give her the peace she needed. </description>
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			<title>A Pillar of Salt...</title>
			<description>She refused to look back, in spite of what her heart said, for fear that should would be turned into a pillar of salt.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reveal/1596064/</link>
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			<title>To Love Again</title>
			<description>A decision</description>
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			<title>The Hope For the Last Love</title>
			<description>A mature woman contemplation of finding love one last time before hanging up her harp.</description>
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			<title>&amp;ldquo;I'm Not The Marrying Type,&amp;rdquo; He Said</title>
			<description>He told her that he's not the marrying type...(in a nanosecond) she reply, &amp;ldquo;Oh, but I am.&amp;rdquo;It seemed to only move him to the stance he once displayed when they first talked about six months earlier as he had mentioned that he was never getting married.&quot;Never?...&quot; that seemed to be far-fet..</description>
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