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		<description>The original writings of author Enitte</description>
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			<title>Speck of Light</title>
			<description>When all my hopes were crumbling my family and friends never leave my side and comfort me to I point that I felt whole and warm again. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/678227/</link>
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			<title>Tragedy</title>
			<description>Two brothers at their final dispute that ends in tragedy. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/670660/</link>
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			<title>My Last Mistake</title>
			<description>What happens when humanity gets exaclty what it wants. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/668442/</link>
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			<title>A Goodbye Letter</title>
			<description>A letter for my dear father. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/666995/</link>
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			<title>Alone</title>
			<description>Oma finds himself trap and tricked by a being from another world after the death of his mother. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/664760/</link>
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			<title>Broken Pen</title>
			<description>This is one of my most common fears for the future. That technology one will robe us from our ability to write on a simple sheet of paper. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/664756/</link>
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			<title>Forsaken</title>
			<description>Daylight dies on me and I found myself chosing either my humanity or my survival within the worlds of the Netherworld. Will my heart be ripped opened or I'll manage to keep myself alive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Enitte/663277/</link>
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