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			<title>TBD</title>
			<description>  Title&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&amp;rsquo;t really know where to start. Which part to come in on. How much I want to tell.. I suppose the beginning would be a good start. Figuring out where my life started becoming my own i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/2085586/</link>
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			<title>You asked for it</title>
			<description>That feeling.Those hands.The tingle and ache	remains searing in my skin.Maybe that's just the bruises;	the bruises I've painted over.That tight grip.Those words.The constant shudder and coldness	as your voice echoes in my mind.&quot;It's okay gorgeous, it'll feel amazing;	it'll feel like you're floating...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/2072316/</link>
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			<title>15</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;FifteenBeing fifteen is supposed to be a highlight of your life. You start dating, because you actually know what a relationship is now. You start drivers training, because next year you can start driving legally. You start pos..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/2006343/</link>
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			<title>Loss of Chess</title>
			<description>Loss of ChessR. Schreiber &amp;nbsp;Sometimes holding onIs worse than letting go.I cannot stress enoughThe number of times that fraseClicked repededly,As if it were a chess clock,Over and over in my ears.&amp;nbsp;I held on so tight.It was months Of built ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/1971011/</link>
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			<title>Saved</title>
			<description>SavedH.R. Schreiber&amp;nbsp;She&amp;rsquo;s gone through so muchSo much pain and hatredBut at the same time happiness and love.She&amp;rsquo;s sitting on the floor in the darkAloneWaiting for someone to notice how she&amp;rsquo;s started falling apartCrumbling piece by piece..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/1967470/</link>
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			<title>Escape</title>
			<description>I wrote this for a friend last minute because I saw how people were treating her and how they don't even realize or understand what it's all like. I'm not the kind of person who stands by and watches.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/1952515/</link>
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			<title>here, not here</title>
			<description>To the ghosts of the past</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/1867195/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>Feelings of today</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RoseSchreiber/1851476/</link>
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			<title>War Zone</title>
			<description>A poem with many meanings</description>
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