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			<title>Sorrows Unwept</title>
			<description>Follow-up to poem Transformation</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1982030/</link>
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			<title>Transformation</title>
			<description>Follow-up to poem Loneliness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1969434/</link>
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			<title>Loneliness</title>
			<description>Follow-up for poem Echo of Silence</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1969250/</link>
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			<title>Echo of Silence</title>
			<description>Follow-up for poem Bittersweet Release.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1968956/</link>
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			<title>September 10, 2058, afternoon</title>
			<description>James leaned against theconcrete wall outside the school room, whittling a small stick of wood with hisknife. He didn&amp;rsquo;t take wood from the storerooms often, but when he did, it wasto make someone smile. A very special someone. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962307/</link>
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			<title>September 10, 2058</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The shuffle of footsteps echoed on the gray walls aspeople slowly made their way to their posts. They were going to keep trying togrow food in unnatural and &amp;ldquo;innovative&amp;rdquo; ways, or guard the bunker door, or te..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962306/</link>
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			<title>September 9, 2058</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Enough ofremembering, she thought, though shecouldn&amp;rsquo;t be sure whether it was the Stellarian or not. It&amp;rsquo;s almost time to decide. The cool, cramped room held little furniture. Onetwin-sized bed, a wooden table with a few drawers, and a metal chair were allthat Halley ..</description>
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			<title>September 10, 2041</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am content here, Halley thought toherself. She sat in a lonely apartment, every loose paper neatly organized andput away in the living room. Another dayof work finished.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962259/</link>
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			<title>July 9, 2021</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Daddy, look!&amp;rdquo; Halley cried. Her heart swelled with prideat the finger painting she had made.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Helooked at the colorful paper, her messy fingers, and the table, covered withsmears of rainbow. &amp;ldquo;What have you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962258/</link>
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			<title>August 20, 2017</title>
			<description>	A young-looking, blue star shonejust before the Moon. They spoke softly, and several others looked on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Halleywas one of them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whenthe star and the Moon b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962255/</link>
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			<title>September 8, 2058</title>
			<description>Shouting echoed through the bunker. Not again, Halleythought to herself. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another old government official had tried to bring the sectto order. But order would never come back. Not now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962254/</link>
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			<title>September 8, 2041</title>
			<description>To the city ofFalcon Gulf:You are in greatdanger. An army of Stellarians led by Lord Ahdrit are approaching your town.You must guard your hearts immediately, and stand united with each otheragainst this force of darkness. We urge you to not be afraid, for fear givesthem energy, and divisio..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962253/</link>
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			<title>Voice in the Darkness</title>
			<description>When Halley and James are the only ones who know the reality of their situation, will they dare to take a stand and face humiliation, or allow the community to tear itself apart?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1962251/</link>
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			<title>Bittersweet Release</title>
			<description>A melancholy hug</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LilyCalico/1958378/</link>
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