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		<description>The original writings of author Sqishii</description>
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			<title>The Flight of the Ravens</title>
			<description>a strange trip</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/972730/</link>
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			<title>We Kept Driving</title>
			<description>We were driving, my reflection and I.&amp;nbsp;It was a road behind South Sac,To the east of the sirens and corner stores,And to the west of the hiccups of flat land that made up the foothills.&amp;nbsp;Grant Line was its name.To the left were grasses and weeds and the occasional weeping willow next to a pu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/952371/</link>
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			<title>Invisible</title>
			<description>One of the more noticeable monologues I wrote a while back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/830337/</link>
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			<title>music as a matter of perspective. </title>
			<description>what is music?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/610856/</link>
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			<title>the wonderful world of babysitting</title>
			<description>the summer i spent babysittng my cousins and various other crea-- children..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/605852/</link>
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			<title>reopening the wound could be for the better</title>
			<description>a monologue i wrote based on a dream i had about my mom (passed away 8/10/2009). </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/605848/</link>
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			<title>i didnt realize i loved you until i dreamed i hated you</title>
			<description>based on a dream i had about some person or another. wrote it right when i woke up that morning. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/605847/</link>
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			<title>this poem has no real name- and it's not supposed to </title>
			<description>kind of a switch in roles. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/605843/</link>
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			<title>9:10</title>
			<description>its a poem, and... well, yeah...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/605833/</link>
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			<title>We Know</title>
			<description>just a little word play!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sqishiiluv/604571/</link>
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			<title>The system</title>
			<description>it means what you want it to mean.</description>
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