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		<description>The original writings of author crimealoft</description>
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			<title>Tell Me About The Lions</title>
			<description>	Waking up felt like a disappointment, I'd rather be stuck in it than be awakened. &amp;nbsp;Much like when in movies when the notorious character awakens the beast in its slumber, you can tell the rudeness of it. &amp;nbsp;Comatose is where my very soul lays. &amp;nbsp;No where in this pitiful world can anyone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1854420/</link>
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			<title>Golden Goose </title>
			<description>	I start off by remembering the moment of my younger self. &amp;nbsp;A small pale boy with thin limbs and nothing special. &amp;nbsp;I was a nobody. &amp;nbsp;No one. &amp;nbsp;No title. &amp;nbsp;Nothing special. &amp;nbsp;I repeat this because that is what I think every single moment of my monotonous life. &amp;nbsp;Dull;gra..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1854376/</link>
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			<title>The Blue Everest in The Wall </title>
			<description>A normal man with phycological difficulties meets a woman who also suffers from depression and dysmorphia and a failing heart, but she hides it with her outmost bright personality. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1854256/</link>
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			<title>Like the love of nots</title>
			<description>	At the brink of suffocation. &amp;nbsp;There ahead lies a shore where only the rich can afford, are mounting the staines and friesians. &amp;nbsp;Maybe the whole world can afford them, or not. &amp;nbsp;Why must a dream last for couple of seconds when pain and anguish must fill a life time of tears. &amp;nbsp;Your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1851940/</link>
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			<title>Lacrimosa Macabre </title>
			<description>Displaying love by abuse, the incompatible relationship in the late 1500s is portrayed by Adam Slygale, a wealthy businessman.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1814415/</link>
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			<title>undermined </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1779238/</link>
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			<title>Isaiah W. Kane </title>
			<description>	Silenced rooms filled the empty halls of the Kane's home. Poised and polished were all the manners of the house with charming decors that glistened. &amp;nbsp;Droplets of rain crashed on the rooftops that night, screams of agony crescendoed through the hollow halls. Then there came newborn Isaiah. &amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1773783/</link>
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			<title>Solemn Erst </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1773768/</link>
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			<title>Chime's Promenade </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1769743/</link>
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			<title>Came the Slave</title>
			<description>	Cold and bitter was the roads of this tedious town. &amp;nbsp;The sounds of trotting horses and Church bells rung in choir. &amp;nbsp;Rain pouring through the roofs of these houses and mice running between the crops is a usual sight. &amp;nbsp;My name is Kate. &amp;nbsp;Kate is all I remember. &amp;nbsp;I had dreams e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1744909/</link>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>Kate is sold to the town's monopoly, also known as the Beast for his practical behaviors.  Soon the Beast figures out that Kate was his first love.  However his past harmful horseplay wit</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1744901/</link>
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			<title>Be mine chattle</title>
			<description>A young girl needs to choose a prince suitor for betrothal.  A handsome player or a cruel;torture loving prince.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1743322/</link>
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			<title>Weep thou shall not</title>
			<description>	Elizabeth, my name is. A tragedy, how my past was. &amp;nbsp;My parents called suitors at a young age, more like 13 years in age. &amp;nbsp;Many come and gone, looking only at my outer appearance. Both old and young had tried me as a bride, but left me;threw me away I should say, in the dump. &amp;nbsp;Alone a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1741299/</link>
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			<title>Love thee not?</title>
			<description>Whispers of the winds cling my&amp;nbsp;curtains to sway back and forth. &amp;nbsp;A rhythm so sweet and flow. &amp;nbsp;my lamp still not lit, but the curtains shower dim lights. &amp;nbsp;I roll my neck, ever so slightly, to the side and lift my body up from the heavy sheets. &amp;nbsp;I put on my slippers and slowly..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1735960/</link>
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			<title>Curst thou lips and fall to me</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1735933/</link>
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			<title>Unison</title>
			<description>	&quot;Lady Honoko, it's time to go to school.&quot; &amp;nbsp;	&quot;Wha-at tim-e is i-it?, I spoke in a sober voice.	&quot;It's 7:30 am&quot;	&quot;What! &amp;nbsp;Why didn't you wake me up earlier! &amp;nbsp;Class starts in 10 minuets!&quot; &amp;nbsp;	For the first time, I was going to be late for school. &amp;nbsp;This was a great deal for me becau..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1722008/</link>
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			<title>Gentle cherish </title>
			<description>	Today is day one of our marriage. &amp;nbsp;I hear other women in the halls of our home down at Yuu's room. &amp;nbsp;His childish laughter angers me down to my soul. &amp;nbsp;I sneer at him through my window while he drinks another glass of wine. &amp;nbsp;All my life I was tied and destined to marry some kind o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1717984/</link>
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			<title>The Bridal </title>
			<description>	It was a morning of dusk. &amp;nbsp;All the odds of marriage have come to besiege me, Inflicted and casted in every way. &amp;nbsp;Soon I'll be wearing the white dress and the seamless veil that covers my endless tears of hatred. &amp;nbsp;Soon I'll be greeting the parents of my enemy. &amp;nbsp;Very soon I'll be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1717950/</link>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>	Honoko, a 16 year old girl who comes from a wealthy background is forced to get married to Yuu, a selfish, self-centered 20 year old who also comes from a wealthy household. &amp;nbsp;Together they must get married to keep the family's wealth. &amp;nbsp;Both were born as neighbors and were contracted to ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/minipark2000/1717182/</link>
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			<title>Cantabile </title>
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