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			<title>A Shell You Pick Up Off the Beach, and Scream</title>
			<description>I smile in this vast darkness.</description>
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			<title>ROAD RAGE</title>
			<description>DON'T F***ING CUT ME OFF</description>
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			<title>Screwdriver: Yours &amp; Mine</title>
			<description>His little drop of poison was my nightmare. </description>
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			<title>Music, I Beg</title>
			<description>Music, my forplay. It is orgasmic. I feel it. I yearn it. An addiction </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TearsThatBleed/636103/</link>
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			<title>Petals of Gold</title>
			<description>Autumn, a brightness that you see and you cannot help but be filled. </description>
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			<title>Rain and Everything Else</title>
			<description>Just a little fear of alcohol</description>
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