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		<description>The original writings of author Gengis Capote </description>
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			<title>psychological system of unconscious knowledge</title>
			<description>loving a piece of paper... &amp;copy; &lt;&lt;&lt; G.C&lt;&lt;&lt; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1914322/</link>
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			<title> The Facile of Sexual Monologues</title>
			<description>Loving the dictionary... I enjoy becoming part of the artwork. My name is Gene.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1914319/</link>
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			<title> Crime Scene Details</title>
			<description>My Comment, G.Capote&amp;copy;
Generative Grammar is like viscid adhesive sticking fast
at molecular degrees at high rates of speed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1914278/</link>
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			<title> Meaningless to Love Again</title>
			<description>Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1909405/</link>
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			<title>The Manta</title>
			<description>Inspired by Annie Rice. Writing is my only joy in life, aside from loving Earth, Sky, and Waters...  Manta Everyday to Drown, the knight of God. Was my original title for this adventure. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1908779/</link>
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			<title>This Stubborn Cold</title>
			<description>She is too stubborn to give in. obstinate and unmovable. Highly opinionated, indomitable, her way is unbending and perversely recalcitrant and for some reason, I remain in love within her hellish ways.Shes wholehearted unshakable always plunges into provocations. So Frivolous finished last in school..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1907408/</link>
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			<title> This Inconvenient Heart of Mine</title>
			<description>Ode, at this Inconvenient Heart of Mine,&amp;nbsp;Vastly a dangle to a string. Aye! the humanitarian sings resist, resistanceViva Le' France, expired in Paris. Hold on spinelessness defeat, one more daybefore you come seeking this heart of mine! Designate a class in a metropolitan area.There i shall liv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1907403/</link>
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			<title>Poetry In Motion</title>
			<description>Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1905632/</link>
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			<title> Letters from the Battlefield... A Civil War Reenactment</title>
			<description>Stars and Stripes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1904596/</link>
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			<title>Phantom Chimeras</title>
			<description>this is all improvisation = started April 1, 2017 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1904591/</link>
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			<title>Gaston Luciferous On The French Alps {A short tale}</title>
			<description>The Exhibitionist Gorilla enter stage through rear curtains,grouchy and grumpy like a James Cagney Gangster.Oldtimer hooligan, Ignoramus baboon knocked down-all the lights out. What a looser? Lucky, Lumpy LuciferManaged to restore the stage set back into order,(Gaston's nickname by his close friends..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1896713/</link>
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			<title> </title>
			<description>fun</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1895376/</link>
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			<title>Tiles to Ethical Issues</title>
			<description>Making the best out of sadness is the best medicines.... :) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1895371/</link>
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			<title>Sex Education</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;___Her blundering did not go unnoticed,&amp;nbsp;Years of teaching kindergarten school had not-Been enough for high school education.She was a cumbersome change of scenery,Her mind barely keeps itself together, wetnessconsistent on her face from all the tears;(From all the stress). Her blunder bec..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1895364/</link>
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			<title> A Lovely Day with You</title>
			<description>My Pops &amp; Me, when I was a small Lion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1892832/</link>
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			<title> Zebra</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Voicesintheattic/1892819/</link>
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			<title>Voices In The Attic</title>
			<description>It was there at the stroke of midnight.&amp;nbsp;I found my mind lost in depth of thought,&amp;nbsp;digging a solitary grave deep within me.&amp;nbsp;Obscurities shadow watched down from the tower&amp;nbsp;trembling tenacity with great fear,&amp;nbsp;I could not bring myself to see what was inside.&amp;nbsp;Taunting voices..</description>
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