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			<title>Tin Heart</title>
			<description>Don't judge an android by its tin heart. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/767957/</link>
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			<title>That's How I Know I'm Alive</title>
			<description>Hammersfall on my dreams, Demolishingthem, destroying them.There isnothing I can do anymore, My heart isaching, it feels so sore.The knivestear into my hopes,My soulcries tears of blood.The ropesaround my mind tighten,I scream&amp;lsquo;cause there&amp;rsquo;s no ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/696722/</link>
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			<title>To My Boyfriend Who Cheated On Me</title>
			<description>I am not a petty person, I can forgiveI am glad for our love, even if shortlivedI have stopped ripping up your picturesAnd no longer listen to ballad mixturesYou have ceased to make my blood boilMy head is no longer in a state of turmoilI&amp;rsquo;m thinking of you less and lessEven forge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/666055/</link>
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			<title>My First Day</title>
			<description>Short story about a teacher who is late for his first day...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/665997/</link>
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			<title>Four Seasons</title>
			<description>Her cold breath rushes through the trees, rustling her leaves,She shakes her head in heaven and white tears traverse.Her whole body clad in a wet blanket of white,She seems asleep with her body bare and blank.&amp;nbsp;After her recovery she removes the clouds that roam her mind,Welcoming gold..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/665979/</link>
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			<title>Insomniac </title>
			<description>I lieawake, I just can&amp;rsquo;t sleep, There&amp;rsquo;sthis feeling that&amp;rsquo;s just too deep.It&amp;rsquo;s in my mind, everywhere, and it&amp;rsquo;s something I can&amp;rsquo;t seem to shareI feel lost and isolated, and when I try to think I only feel frustrated. Should I take something or sta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/665035/</link>
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			<title>Shadow of a Doubt </title>
			<description>Short story about a woman who is meeting up with a man and before your imagination is running wild, just read it and hopefully enjoy! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Princess3Morag/665019/</link>
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