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			<title>Blue</title>
			<description>Blue as the sky on a warm spring day.Blue as the sea in Chesapeake Bay.Blue as the eyes of owls above.Blue as the tears of the ones I love.Blue as the dress I planned to wear.Blue as the sadness I must always bear. Blue is my colour.I can never escape. Blue is my heartand it's for you to take.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1962957/</link>
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			<title>Sleepy Riser</title>
			<description>Wake to the golden treesAnd the crisp air.The wet grass And the messy hair.From bed you rise,And wrap yourself quickly,To fight the cold that the wind is bringing.As the leaves fall,Red and yellow in their wake,You close your eyes And return to sleep.It&amp;rsquo;s not quite worth it yet,And you still h..</description>
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			<title>Pretty</title>
			<description>Such a pretty song with pretty words.Played in a pretty dream and in pretty places. With kind sounds and generous smiles. With loving eyes and caring arms. A pretty life filled with pretty thoughts and pretty memories.A pretty face I wish was mine.A pretty heart I'll always hide. </description>
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			<title>Free</title>
			<description>Free as a bird. That's what I want to beHigh in the sky.That's where you will find me. Soaring and diving andTwirling and looping Way above the clouds.Please don't try toPin me down &amp;lsquo;causeI will never be who you areWhere you areFree as a birdThat's what I want to beHigh in the skyThat's where ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1962954/</link>
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			<title>Welcome Back</title>
			<description>A short little excerpt, like you'd read on the back or inside the flap of a book.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1962952/</link>
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			<title>Mind of Mine</title>
			<description>Yes, it was titled after Zayn Malik's solo album.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1777035/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2- Brey</title>
			<description>This is in Brey's Point of View</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1748337/</link>
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			<title>Friend Of Mine</title>
			<description>Stupid poem I wrote my friend as a joke :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1733215/</link>
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			<title>Mirror, Mirror</title>
			<description>Mirror, Mirror,On the wall,Who&amp;rsquo;s the Prettiest all of them all?The girl who eats cottonInstead of food?The girl who vomits To lift their mood?Mirror, Mirror,On the wall,Who&amp;rsquo;s the Happiest off them all?The girl who cuts her skin so raw?The girl who knows no love at a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1733067/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;She was sitting in class, tapping her pencil against her desk, staring blankly ahead. I watched in amusement as her thoughts danced in front of my eyes. She was not the typical teenage girl, who dreamed of love and fame. No, she dreamed of battling dragons, of sacrificing herself for her fami..</description>
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			<title>9</title>
			<description>1 2 3Don't think, it'll all be over soon.4 5 6 Just a few more, I have nothing to lose.7 8 9I&amp;rsquo;ll just hum a peaceful tuneUntil the darkness does consumeThe sadness in meThat filled up every room.1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9Sleeping pills have helped me findThe peace I longed to claim as mine.Now perhaps,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732544/</link>
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			<title>Body of Water</title>
			<description>There is a pond on my pillowand a lake on my cheek.The is a river in my eyes,that flows too deep.There is no life in my ocean,but there is emotion to spare.For this body of water,Is nothing but tears.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732434/</link>
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			<title>Weak</title>
			<description>When your trust has been broken</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732261/</link>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>When someone you care about hurts you....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732151/</link>
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			<title>An Introduction</title>
			<description>An Introduction:  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Life was boring. Open up a dictionary and next to the word routine would be a picture of Brey Walker. Only thing that ever varied were the fantastical thoughts swirling in her head. Day dreams of having powers that lay dormant inside her, having a family curse tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732142/</link>
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			<title>Quixotic</title>
			<description>Story of a normal girl with a abnormal mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732139/</link>
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			<title>Mind Games</title>
			<description>Just something I wrote for those of us who use our mind as an escape route</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CiCi_SaVaGe1198/1732122/</link>
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