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			<title>I do not care</title>
			<description>A rewrite of an old piece I found.</description>
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			<title>Spring</title>
			<description>Not so much a poem, more a bit of musing. ;)</description>
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			<title>no title yet, work in progress</title>
			<description>Story a friend asked for, he wanted a vampire tale.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The_Jody/1159308/</link>
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			<title>9 months</title>
			<description>entry for the Best very short story! *Horror* contest</description>
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			<title>Awakening</title>
			<description>I wake with a start and slowly become aware of my surrounding. It isdark,very dark. After several seconds I nottice a dim strip of light tomy right, a door. I try to sit up but find I am restrained, tied downto what feels like a bed. How did I come here? My mind ishazy, like I've been heavil..</description>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>&quot;Why did you do it?&quot; Does he really expect me to suddenly answer thatquestion? For the past 3 hours he and his sweaty little friend havebeen asking me that question over and over again. Not if I did it,there's no question about that. Not since they found me, covered inblood and crying like a..</description>
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			<title>A conversation</title>
			<description>&quot;How can you think there's any hope for them at all?&quot;The disdain and sheer unbelief in that one question was almost palatable.&quot;Quite easily. I have been watching them for some time now, we both have.&quot;&quot;Well, yeah. I'm just wondering if we've been watching the same channel.&quot;&quot;Channel?&quot;&quot;Never mind, refe..</description>
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