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		<description>The original writings of author Hatter</description>
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			<title>Unsaid</title>
			<description>My eyes open with an effort so grand I consider ignoring the blaring alarm and going back to sleep, but I simply groan and turn reaching blindly for my phone. I slide the eye mask up exposing my eyes to the light streaming in through the blinds. Unlocking the phone I&amp;rsquo;m met with her message. It..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2898847/</link>
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			<title>Letting Go</title>
			<description>Sometimes just letting go is the hardest thing to do, especially when you know its the right thing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2485431/</link>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>Just a short story </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2107529/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4 </title>
			<description>Once out of the dungeons Lexis heads straight for her mother's room. She bursts through and finds Madeline sitting at her studying reading over papers. Madeline looks up surpised to find her daughter before her. &amp;ldquo;Lexis, deary what can I do for you?&amp;rdquo; Madeline asks setting her papers down ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2105037/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Planning ensues from here, the Foresters and the Hunters become one, the Knights. They grow in popularity, their name spreads throughout the kingdom, especially that of the two leaders, Gwen and Tate. They become widely known and their good deeds are quickly shared. They steal from the rich and dist..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2105036/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Gwen and Tate agree to work together, and Gwen finally shares her past.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2091706/</link>
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			<title>Us</title>
			<description>A kind of poem told in first person plural. (inspired by the book The Buddha in the Attic by Julie Otsuka</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2067725/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Gwen meets her future ally</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2057151/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>The beginning</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2057150/</link>
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			<title>Princess From the Throne</title>
			<description>The story of a princess exiled from her home, and her journey to return.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2049735/</link>
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			<title>The Boy I Met in Summer</title>
			<description>His smile was brightAs bright as the sunHis teasing lightMaking me laugh every timeHis laugh was beautifulPure and joyfulHe walked slowlyTrying to match my paceHe looked at meAs if I was the most beautiful thingHe held my hand As if it would easily breakHe hugged meAs if afraid to let me goHe loved ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2024363/</link>
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			<title>Friendship at its End</title>
			<description>You who was my friendYou who said you&amp;rsquo;d always be thereYou who saw me cry and laughYou who was my other halfWhere are you?Where did you go?You left me all aloneWhen I want to cry your not thereWhen I want to share happiness your not thereWhen I want a hug your not thereI thought we were closeI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2024348/</link>
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			<title>The Dream Maker and the Nightmare</title>
			<description>Can two very different beings coexist?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2021144/</link>
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			<title>Who am I?</title>
			<description>I try to find myself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2018701/</link>
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			<title>From Boys to Men</title>
			<description>The journey from boy to men in a short poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2017253/</link>
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			<title>The Woods</title>
			<description>A little boy and the danger of the woods.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2004833/</link>
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			<title>The Reader II</title>
			<description>a continuation of The Reader</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/2001033/</link>
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			<title>The Thing</title>
			<description>	The thing covers our eyes. It wants to blind us. It wants to take away our freedom, our individuality. It grows, taking away small things first. Choice. It grows taking away more important things, knowledge and freedom. Many try to stop it, but right as they begin to wrap their hands around it, it ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/1996380/</link>
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			<title>My Ghost</title>
			<description>A girl struggles with a hidden part of herself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/1994477/</link>
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			<title>The Reader</title>
			<description>A girl can read minds. She meets a boy who can too, a special connection grows between them until his family finds out. Her whole world crashes as family secrets are revealed and relationships form.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HatterLives/1986616/</link>
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