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			<title>The Ex</title>
			<description>Honestly if you didn't like the first chapter then you probably won't like this one either. Just trying to save you the time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/2099042/</link>
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			<title>The Garden</title>
			<description>The working first chapter for now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/2099041/</link>
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			<title>Some Kind of Eden</title>
			<description>This is not a story where the guy gets the girl at the end. No one learns anything of value in the tomb of these pages, and no one gets out alive. This is an epitaph. Hers, mine, yours. Choke on it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/2099040/</link>
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			<title>In the End</title>
			<description>Just another breakup song</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1956307/</link>
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			<title>Just For Now</title>
			<description>For now this is goodbye my dearest friend</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1888068/</link>
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			<title>What Will We Be</title>
			<description>I am not good
I do not deserve
I don't think you know 
I don't think you've heard</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1886214/</link>
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			<title>Here With You</title>
			<description>So I think I wrote a Beatles song? Or Beatles-esque. You know what I mean.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1883555/</link>
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			<title>Run Away</title>
			<description>I wanna run away with you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1881507/</link>
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			<title>Harmony</title>
			<description>Read it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1876224/</link>
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			<title>Call of the Morning</title>
			<description>It's about whatever you get out of it. No more, no less.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1876183/</link>
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			<title>Return to Sender</title>
			<description>Another random poem I wrote at work. Because there's too much time to think.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1875880/</link>
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			<title>Awful Nonsense</title>
			<description>Just a poem I rambled on with at work. Probably makes no sense.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1875843/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Have A Chorus (Ver. 2)</title>
			<description>Edited, shorter version</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1873013/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Have A Chorus</title>
			<description>I'm not gonna try to explain this one. Check it out. Maybe you'll like it. Or maybe I'm pretentious.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1872960/</link>
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			<title>Wannabe</title>
			<description>That's what I'll always want to be</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1872955/</link>
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			<title>What's Wrong With Me</title>
			<description>Still need a first verse but whatever.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1872200/</link>
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			<title>Forever and Always</title>
			<description>Something catchy here</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1870452/</link>
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			<title>Never Look Back</title>
			<description>I remember the day we all ran away</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1870092/</link>
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			<title>Youth in Revolt</title>
			<description>Read it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1857234/</link>
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			<title>Come On</title>
			<description>Read it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1856988/</link>
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			<title>Eternal Sunshine</title>
			<description>Here's a thing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1852629/</link>
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			<title>Alkaloid Boy</title>
			<description>Insert intriguing description here</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1852290/</link>
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			<title>Baptised in Turpentine</title>
			<description>Bonus points if you guess what that means</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1845684/</link>
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			<title>Urban Rites</title>
			<description>Crap title</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1840817/</link>
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			<title>Deported Words</title>
			<description>Whatever goes here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1840642/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Care</title>
			<description>Grey skies fall before my eyes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1840068/</link>
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			<title>Inner Workings</title>
			<description>S**t i dunno. My thoughts i guess?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1836096/</link>
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			<title>Creature</title>
			<description>Eat your heart out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1834086/</link>
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			<title>Pop Rock Trash</title>
			<description>Just pop rock trash</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1833181/</link>
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			<title>Punk Rock Garbage</title>
			<description>Just punk rock trash</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1833175/</link>
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			<title>It Should Have Been You</title>
			<description>I don't have the words to say</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1832333/</link>
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			<title>Doin' Fine</title>
			<description>Say goodbye</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1831099/</link>
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			<title>Suck on This</title>
			<description>Just do what you're told
We never thought we'd get old</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1831044/</link>
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			<title>Talking to a Stranger</title>
			<description>Real strange, her</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1830693/</link>
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			<title>Enter: The Girl</title>
			<description>Boy, meet girl.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1799182/</link>
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			<title>Liebling</title>
			<description>In years gone by, we'd hold hands and flyNothing but everything before usWhat could have beenShould have beenBut it seems will never beWho can be blamed for such mistakesSomething so complicatedCan only belong to both of usOur only child: regretSo many things said, so much left to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scplsd/1798928/</link>
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