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		<description>The original writings of author Raylene</description>
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			<title>Murder by midnight</title>
			<description>Act 1Scene 1Setting: medieval era in the streets of Roderah. night time and the taverns are lighten up by small lanterns the cold air is tense as people head home.Ophelia standing near a tavern waiting on her next client with her friends Rose and Martha:Ophelia : &quot;It is cold tonight.&quot;R..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1905967/</link>
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			<title>Treasure</title>
			<description>I walk down the road going to work I tag my daughter and son along as it was bring your child to work day. I looked at my watch it was ten minutes until I needed to be in the conference I cursed.My wife Judith could of taken them to her bank  yet she said it would be a good opportunity for Richard..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1864513/</link>
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			<title>Help!</title>
			<description>I am trying to come up with a new name for my main character in The Law of Dragons as I do not want her to be confused with the girl from frozen.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1862256/</link>
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			<title>9.</title>
			<description>I flew as fast as I could after stopping to warn Abigail. I just wanted to go back home the sun was setting my wings ached as I been flying for two days straight without a rest.I finally was twenty miles west from home; I could see the lights of the dim caves. I heard a whistling sound of an arrow..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1861954/</link>
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			<title>8.</title>
			<description>         Smoke rolled in, I opened one eye to see a Elf woman in a pale orange gown.&quot;Aine, it is time.&quot;I saw her move yet I could not make out her face.&quot;Who are you?&quot;The woman stood here right in front of me.&quot;Zinnia.&quot;I sat up the woman put a finger on my forehead&quot;Sit and listen.&quot;I wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1861527/</link>
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			<title>7.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sir Daniel and I rode to Oshay; it was high noon. I had Sir Daniel bring a spare horse if I was correct this could go wrong. Sir Daniel was not the talkative type so the ride had been quiet, yet I need his brutality not his companionship.&amp;nbsp;We finally entered the village..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1861132/</link>
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			<title>This is teaser for an upcoming character</title>
			<description>I was crushing up some rosemary to give to the day coming by at noon.I heard the children upstairs playing; some even came down to run around my feet . I heard a knock at my door I looked up as the two children wrestling in the den froze &quot;William , George you two go on upstairs.&quot;The two boys n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1860334/</link>
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			<title>Character</title>
			<description>Okay I am thinking of creating one of these characters for law of the Dragons my book that is published right now I need however a help deciding who to put in and where </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1860222/</link>
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			<title>6.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &quot;Agatha!&quot; I ran up the stairwell as fast as I could. I nearly knocked down one of the other maids as I was trying to also carry Prince Rowan.&quot;Agatha!&quot;I rushed into the Queens bedroom breathing had and holding the Prince tight to my chest.&quot;Yes my Queen?&quot;The Queen was standing in her room still..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1859848/</link>
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			<title>5.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We were all gathered in a line to leave. The Queen in s red cloak with her sister and nephews in tow was giving certain people things I supposed gifts yet most of the precipitants were my age. I smiled at the young princes' I often wondered who her sisters mate was; most people sa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1859156/</link>
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			<title>4</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I walked to the end of the underground tunnel. I made sure I was not followed as I knew it was going to be horrible if I was seen. I saw four figures near the secret exit into the Faye Realm;&amp;nbsp; I smiled as I approached the figures.One was a small pale woman with curly dark blo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1859146/</link>
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			<title>3.</title>
			<description>  &quot;I said I wanted that child found!&quot;  I shuddered at her rage  &quot;Yes my Queen.&quot; Queen Rohesia stood, in anger as her husband was yet again gone on the hunt.&quot;I swore, to myself when I became Queen, I would make sure my children's birth right would be settled.&quot;I was merely her chamber maid, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1858681/</link>
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			<title>2.</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;flew&amp;nbsp;down&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;tower&amp;nbsp;landing&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;feet.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;snow&amp;nbsp;felt&amp;nbsp;nice,&amp;nbsp;dragons&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;get&amp;nbsp;cold&amp;nbsp;unless&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;manage&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;somehow&amp;nbsp;freeze&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;makes&amp;nbsp;fire.I&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1858245/</link>
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			<title>1.</title>
			<description>Excuse the spacing the main characters name is pronounced
AWN-YA</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1858243/</link>
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			<title>Siblings of mine.</title>
			<description>My sister and brother I love you so much.I know I'm not around much anymoreI figure you two can take care of yourselves.Mom has her new husband now he will be good for you two.I trust him to take care of you when I'm not around.You have your aunt near to run to if you need help.I may b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1848148/</link>
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			<title>My Father</title>
			<description>It has been a long time since I wrote one of these.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1848144/</link>
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			<title>The Law of Dragons</title>
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			<title>The little ghost</title>
			<description>     I died on Oak Grove Lane 200 years ago. I lived inside of a small two-story wood house, I mainly stayed inside my room. It was a nice blue room painted for me by my mom; I wondered where she was these days.I had died by a house fire, I was the only one that did. My mom got out carrying my lit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1819006/</link>
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			<title>A young queen</title>
			<description>Blue green eyesShort platinum hair A small figure.Delicate small hands.A smile that has dimples.Pale skin with freckles to spare.Short at five foot two.Curvy figure.Full lips.A small delicate woman.Glasses to help her see.She may be beautiful and have Grace.As many wome..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1812394/</link>
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			<title>3.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I twirled around in&amp;nbsp;my knee high pink dress. My father smiled &quot;You look beautiful angle.&quot;my sisters all smiled except Peridot &quot;I think that is the same dress I wore.&quot;&amp;nbsp;my mom scorned her &quot;It is a family dr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1812377/</link>
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			<title>Courting</title>
			<description>Courting is a delicate thing.A girl may like the boy.A boy may like a girl.The two begin a fragile dance.They must however build the floor they dance on.They must learn each others moves.They must two become one.Yet in this courting.Love may blossom.Or one of the dancers break ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1812047/</link>
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			<title>2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I woke up and the sun was barley above the horizon. Charlie was shaking my leg, I looked at her groaning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Come on kid&quot;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I opened one eye looking at her. Charlie was wearing a blank tank top and black pants&amp;nbsp;; she tossed me some as I laid them on ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1810123/</link>
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			<title>One</title>
			<description>October&amp;nbsp;Twentieth ,&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;eighteenth&amp;nbsp;birthday;&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;day&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;life&amp;nbsp;chand&amp;nbsp;forever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;do&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;think&amp;nbsp;even&amp;nbsp;Gaia&amp;nbsp;could&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;helped&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;mother&amp;nbsp;woke&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;day;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1807609/</link>
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			<title>Shadows of the night</title>
			<description>a new book idea spin off of fairyland </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1807573/</link>
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			<title>Code: Purple</title>
			<description>At the lab of Doctor Samuels and his colleagues Doctor Nicholas and Doctor Richardson.(Doctor Nicholas and Doctor Richardson are in the lab discussing results)Doctor Nicholas:&quot; That is insane Mason, you must of done the calculations wrong.&quot;Doctor Richardson: &quot;Don't you Mason me, Poppy I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1806980/</link>
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			<title>Sunflowers</title>
			<description>As I drive.I see fields.Fields of rice and cotton.Oh my dear Arkansas.You are my home.Raised me from your dirt.Feed me from your fields.Lighted my way by the moon.Oh my dear Arkansas .I grew up in you.Growing to dream.Growing to love.I see honeysuckle.Tulips and d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1800127/</link>
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			<title>Drop the mic</title>
			<description>Add a beat this  as your reading.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1800113/</link>
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			<title>The chef</title>
			<description>A cup of this A dash of that.My grandfather smiling at me. Sitting in the counter.My feet dangling from the sides.He hands me the bowl.I stir it and get some on my shirt .He laughed as he takes it from me.I help him make the cookies on the pan.He chuckles as I lick the beater...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1799288/</link>
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			<title>Caoimhe 2.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ate a peach, as I waited my boss had been pissed with my actions. &quot;Caoimhe.. I hired you to kill&amp;nbsp;Gasparro &amp;nbsp;not this poor sap.&quot; I yawned and had left before The Don Deaglan Tarrant he had a soft spot for me since we were kids.I heard the limousine pull up I smiled. I knew the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1798272/</link>
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			<title>Caoimhe 1.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was dropped off by the right hand man of the Tarrant family Harley. &quot;See that diner ?&quot; I looked and say a hole in the wall diner and nodded &quot;Inside is the Gasparro's mercenary.&quot; I smiled &quot;So a Lieutenant?&quot;Harley nodded &quot;Yes so be careful.I walked&amp;nbsp;down the street in this&amp;nbsp;gree..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1798243/</link>
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			<title>2.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I put out my cigarette, as Big Tony showed up &quot;Delaware, nice to see you!&quot; I smiled&amp;nbsp;yet this was no&amp;nbsp;nice meeting &quot;Hey Tony do you got it?&quot; Big&amp;nbsp;Tony turned pale, his fat face sweated &quot;Come on Delaware, give me a&amp;nbsp;another week.&quot;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1798217/</link>
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			<title>Huntress</title>
			<description> Raised to protect herself.Grew into a beautiful flower.Yet behind her eyes.Was a hunter.She looked at her goals.She planned and killed.She did the same with life.The Huntress.She knows to be quite.Knows when to strike.Plans two steps a head.She had a heart of gold.She ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1797341/</link>
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			<title>Woman</title>
			<description>I am a woman.Most my age are getting ready.For marriage and little ones.I however do not want to settle down.My mother always ask if I'm with someone.I say no.I am not alone in this.I am just unique.I am young yet wise.I have humor but will not laugh at everything.If I want s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1795329/</link>
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			<title>Miracles</title>
			<description>Okay this one 's very deep please be aware of that</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1795323/</link>
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			<title>Too..</title>
			<description>Too young to know things at 19.Too pretty to be single.Too smart to be foolish.Too kind for my own good.Too beautiful not to smile.Too wise to ignore the truth.Too young to know what I want.Too harsh on the young.Too forgiving.I am many things.You can judge me on that.I wil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1795004/</link>
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			<title>Cardinal</title>
			<description>The cardinal red as a cherry.I see it fly so high free to be.Smiling at it seeing me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1793405/</link>
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			<title>Just a story</title>
			<description>  Am I truly the only one here.I have not met anyone like me.All I have is a photo.All I have is stories.The blonde hair, the blue eyes, and the same full lips.All I have is nothing.No real memory.No real feeling of you.I call you my father.I was born to bring you light.You c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1792400/</link>
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			<title>The Saint and The Sinner</title>
			<description>this is a character I am just writing for one of my books I will like comments </description>
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			<title>Toys of the Attic </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mom stopped the car in front of my grandparents house &quot;You excited dear?&quot; I sighed &quot;Yeah mom.&quot; I grabbed my blue bag and looked at the old green house; there was an old porch swing so fragile it looked like a dust bunny could break it. My grandma opened the door smiling she had..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1790609/</link>
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			<title>The writer and the poser</title>
			<description>The writer : Sees the world in a unique way it flows to them.They are cursed and gifted with a mind full of imagination.They write for the pleasure and release from the toxic world around them.They see people as unique individuals, who influence them. They are usually unnoticed but the lou..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was looking over my most recent business plans; when my phone rang, I did not answer as CEO&amp;nbsp;it would not look good. Then Miss. Green walked into my office, she was my secretary &quot;Miss. Thomas&quot; I looked up &quot;Yes, Miss. Green?&quot; she smil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1787990/</link>
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			<title>The Return</title>
			<description>This is a fanfic of my favorite cartoon as a kid but you guys will have to guess who I'm writing of</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1787984/</link>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was twelve a.m. I had just got off work I was under a lot of pressure from the boss man. I sat at the local diner waiting for Dennis to bring out my order of flapjacks and sausage; I liked Dennis he was a good Christian man. Dennis worked at ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1786207/</link>
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			<title>The girl in the green dress</title>
			<description>I thought id try to write something more mysterious romance than from my current surreal fantasy and horror books enjoy !</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1786191/</link>
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			<title>4.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I answered the phone my throat dry &quot;Hello?&quot; I heard a cough &quot;Hey kid, how is the new neighborhood?' I sighed &quot;Fine, Mom.&quot; my mom yawned &quot;That good sweetie listen I'll be up there to visit as soon as Jonah gets his drivers license back.&quot; I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SurrealQueen/1778223/</link>
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			<title>3.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My brother and I were putting up the dishes and unpacking the rest of the kitchen supplies; when our Aunt Lynette came in on her cell phone she had the look of a ghost. I put down the plates and walked over to her &quot;Aunt Lynette whos on the phone?..</description>
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			<title>2.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was on the porch; I smoked a cigarette. I knew the kids hated me smoking, yet the past year has been rough on all of us. My job had sent me out here to help sell some houses and land in this dead ghost town to try and make it into a new and upcoming neigh..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was in the car with my aunt and my brother, we were moving into a house on Sycamore lane. I yawned it was our second move and Aunt&amp;nbsp;Lynette said this was our last move due to her job of real estate, she said that the town of Monroe was a upcoming town and&amp;nbsp;he..</description>
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			<title>Epilouge</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; on June twenty- eighth&amp;nbsp; ninety- fifty-two on lovers lane under The Sycamore Tree a young couple was making out. The girl was a virgin and her boyfriend was wanting to go all the way, yet they were not married. The couples names where David Matthe..</description>
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			<title>The Sycamore Tree</title>
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