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			<title>Empty</title>
			<description>crawling on all fours, knees skinned and open wounds bledwhilst the heart searched for something moreand the hands groped the darkness that filledfor that was all thatfilledthe tunnel to life through death thatstole chunks of the soul in each breathcrippling, weakening the bodythe life force growing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/998913/</link>
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			<title>Soaked</title>
			<description>i&amp;rsquo;m soakedwith thoughtsand morethoughtsand with feelingsand I can feelthe minuscule atoms &amp;nbsp;of these monstrous waves of emotionstaking me into -sinking me into -&amp;nbsp;drowning me into -the sea, and i seebut more, feelvibrations throughout mybeingso i take a breatherof the salt water oceans..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/939186/</link>
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			<title>Heart</title>
			<description>No, silly -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;that&amp;rsquo;s not what you&amp;rsquo;re supposed to feeland&amp;nbsp;No, silly -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;this is not when you&amp;rsquo;re supposed to feelagainand&amp;nbsp;No, silly -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/937635/</link>
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			<title>Departed Honour</title>
			<description>A little girl witnessing her elder sister's death</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/924965/</link>
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			<title>Untitled.</title>
			<description>Could not think of a title for this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/813609/</link>
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			<title>Unsaved</title>
			<description>Gasping. Deep breaths. Water droplets slap my face. Panic. You&amp;rsquo;re sinking.The water ripples over as your hand slowly disappear underneath. The water is calmer now that you&amp;rsquo;ve stopped fighting it.&amp;nbsp;You should have listened to me. I warned you didn&amp;rsquo;t I?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Regardless of h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/764941/</link>
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			<title>Destroyer</title>
			<description>the King Midas of destruction.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/691989/</link>
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			<title>Reminiscence. </title>
			<description>the past is the escape.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/654734/</link>
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			<title>Awakening.</title>
			<description>love, death and the mafia.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/653758/</link>
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			<title>Predator.</title>
			<description>a pensive vampire.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/suzukiwrites/653336/</link>
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