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		<description>The original writings of author Ada</description>
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			<title>A Thief's Treasure</title>
			<description>I binded myself with my own breathBut you stole the air from my lungsYou were a thief taking much more than you intendedHow did it feel?To breath steady breaths..To have your heart pumping your body alive?I couldn't escape the feeling of being a creature of the undeadA zombie? A ghost? No matter I w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/2827346/</link>
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			<title>This Was Love Undesired</title>
			<description>	The way I felt with him wasn&amp;rsquo;t something I wanted to remember, it&amp;rsquo;s the thing I wanted to forget the most. How my heart felt warm and at home with a man who saw me as just another strange person walking on this planet. My weird fascination and love for him was so lonely in my messed up ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1820740/</link>
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			<title>Memories of The Wind</title>
			<description>	Flowers fall around me in a daze of a daydream in the middle of a subway. The colors were vastly superior to the dull hues of grey lining the transportation. It was much better when you were here with me and the air wasn&amp;rsquo;t so cynical. The smell of roses and lilac keep me close to the missing ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1819342/</link>
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			<title>That even so will still long for you</title>
			<description>	When was love more than illusion	And hearts weren&amp;rsquo;t so fragile and fooled	Cries comfort the weak to bed	And the strong carry on in dreams 		I&amp;rsquo;m drowning with faint breathes	And your lungs are full and clear 	Poison of feelings and hopes	Tomorrow still won&amp;rsquo;t bring comfort	Forever c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1808126/</link>
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			<title>Of Uncertain Connection</title>
			<description>Were we even lover, why wouldn't either answer make a difference?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1797001/</link>
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			<title>Trickles</title>
			<description>Love?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1620277/</link>
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			<title>World</title>
			<description>Was this a trap?The world I once ledIt haunts meThe world I look toFrightens meWho am I?What will I do?To make a worldFree from blue</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1572689/</link>
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			<title>A Rustic Kind of World</title>
			<description>The unequalable device made the design of man squander into history,&amp;nbsp;The wunderkind was especially superlative in power over the skin and bones of the world.&amp;nbsp;Man, becoming inferior,&amp;nbsp;made expedient decisions to stigmatize the fate of humanity,&amp;nbsp;but their sanguine outlooks faltered ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1559998/</link>
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			<title>Touches</title>
			<description>Was this natural? The curling of my blood in an atmosphere so warm.Hearts encase and release flows of potential dangerous energy.I feel naked, raw, a little too real in a moment I want to hide.Touches of my skin, scorch my thigh and leave me lulling.I am crazily in love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1559970/</link>
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			<title>The Forgotten You</title>
			<description>Short snippet </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1559175/</link>
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			<title>I Cried Red</title>
			<description>Wrote for an assignment for my class</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1559165/</link>
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			<title>-1-</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Red lips stick out in the elegant yet dulling crowd of the main street. A woman in fine clothing rests against a brick wall and takes a drag of a tinted red smooth cigarette. Bodies bustle around her but their eyes always land on her. White lace clings to her body and pearls rest upon her brea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1554238/</link>
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			<title>What About Violet: Character Creating: Alistair</title>
			<description>My process to creating the love interest of my future novel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1554206/</link>
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			<title>What About Violet: Character Creating: Sedrick</title>
			<description> My process to creating the love interest/slave of my future novel. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1554195/</link>
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			<title>What About Violet: Character Creating: Violet</title>
			<description>My process to creating the main character of my future novel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1554136/</link>
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			<title>What About Violet</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1553942/</link>
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			<title>Actuated By Desperation</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote for class with the prompt: write about a dramatic moment.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WhatAboutViolet/1553938/</link>
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