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			<title>The weight</title>
			<description>Two months later.&amp;nbsp;I promised myself I'd say no.&amp;nbsp;Your return triggered the likes of a heart attack,&amp;nbsp;bringing me back to that place.Memory serves me well,&amp;nbsp;showing me what I'd forgotten,&amp;nbsp;forcing me back to that place.I promised myself I'd say no,&amp;nbsp;knowing that we could neve..</description>
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			<title>Introduction </title>
			<description>This is the introduction to the beginning of the book that I want to start writing. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/labellevoyageuse/1591707/</link>
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			<title>Undecided</title>
			<description>I am beginning the process of writing a book about a young 20s female who learns to navigate her life and her faith through a serious of life changes and life experiences. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/labellevoyageuse/1591697/</link>
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			<title>Awakening to sirens</title>
			<description>This poem was inspired by &quot;Elastic Heart&quot; by Sia, a song that greatly epitomized the depression that I faced and the two sides of myself fighting against each other after a very tough heart break.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/labellevoyageuse/1572905/</link>
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			<title>dark drives</title>
			<description>I came up with the idea of this poem while I was driving home one summer night, feeling that I was doing the most self-reflecting on my drives home in the dark, viewing the road as the best counselor </description>
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