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			<title>Prologue---Burn With Me </title>
			<description>For interaction, you can also read it here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/56442935-storm</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1813238/</link>
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			<title>Storm</title>
			<description> One innocent boy. 
 A hundred things go terribly wrong involving a corrupt government and a gut-wrenching scandal. 
 Suddenly the boy isn't so innocent anymore.
 ***Prequel to the LCC series</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1813233/</link>
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			<title>The Ballad of Old Mr. White-Hair</title>
			<description>&quot;Only know you love her when you let her go,&quot; 
 --Passenger, &quot;Let her go&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1779396/</link>
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			<title>Sc   a ttE rE D</title>
			<description> &quot;In you there's freedom for my soul&quot; 
 --Chris Tomlin, &quot;I Will Follow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1777248/</link>
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			<title>Tattoos </title>
			<description>&quot;Every day is one more inch of a slow play, sinking in&quot; 
 --Skylar Grey, &quot;Slowly Freaking Out&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1777236/</link>
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			<title>Dancers of See-Through Spirits </title>
			<description>&quot;And with that they lay, done with their spins and twirls and into Earth's grassy ground.&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1775281/</link>
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			<title>Mountain Winter </title>
			<description> &quot;And that mountain winter winds deeper into the forest than any other, falling into a wave of beauty like none of them had ever seen.&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelanieAnn/1774069/</link>
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			<title>The Only Wishes</title>
			<description> &quot;The only wishes are the stars that glimmer into the night's sky.&quot; </description>
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