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		<description>The original writings of author Annabelle N.</description>
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			<title>Puppets</title>
			<description>A puppeteer pulling invisible stringsfor a shell perceived to be a girl.Moving her body,while her mind floatsin an endless abyss of nothingness.Painting on smilesand relaying recorded laughs.He portrays her as normal.When inside,she is empty.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665915/</link>
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			<title>My Angel</title>
			<description>One of my favorites</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665909/</link>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>Words are a funny thing.They dance just out of reachor flood you all at once.And either wayleaves you breathlessand gasping for more.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665904/</link>
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			<title>Writing</title>
			<description>I writeTo release the building pressure,and noise in my head.I writeto share with the worldthe beauty of words.I writein hopes that someonewill understand the chaosI writeto know, and let others knowwe are not aloneI writebecause my heart,leaves me no other choiceI writebecause words are who I am</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665903/</link>
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			<title>This Is Me</title>
			<description>A poem about myself</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665900/</link>
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			<title>Fire</title>
			<description>Fire is within me,It is a beautiful anddangerous light, save yourself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665716/</link>
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			<title>My Sister Cries</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my drama class two years ago, but I still love it. It could probably use a little more editing though. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665445/</link>
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			<title>Delusions of Grandeur</title>
			<description>Fantasies as sweet as icingdripping from naive lips,delightfully unrealistic plansleading to false hope,delusions that somehowthis poorly timed love story,would end in somethingother than heartbreak.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665423/</link>
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			<title>Paper Adventures</title>
			<description>My feelings about writing </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665408/</link>
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			<title>Wordless Secret</title>
			<description>There are no words&amp;nbsp;to show youthe things that youdon&amp;rsquo;t know.The confusion that&amp;rsquo;sinside meIs impossible to show.So I sit here silently laughingwondering if you&amp;rsquo;ll see,the person you are looking atisn&amp;rsquo;t completely me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665404/</link>
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			<title>Dream</title>
			<description>This very short story kind of wrote itself after an intense dream I had</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MadeOfFrozenFire/1665389/</link>
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