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		<description>The original writings of author Lily</description>
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			<title>Photic</title>
			<description>I started this job in a bright white office and found myself with two hours a day when i got home to feel like myself. Some one brought cheese cake. I took DNA tests as part of my job. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/2000154/</link>
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			<title>Letters to the Past and Future</title>
			<description>My version of new years resolutions</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/2000152/</link>
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			<title>Fallow Year</title>
			<description>Overthinking how sad the it's a fallow year at Glastonbury</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/2000148/</link>
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			<title>How I fell in Love</title>
			<description>The moment I was making stewed plumbs and realised I had fallen for my best friend, after we had spent a summer night stargazing on the green by the cathedral.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/2000145/</link>
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			<title>Dormant</title>
			<description>Sometimes you are still swallowing words you never got to say</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1949437/</link>
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			<title>Forget-me-nots</title>
			<description>There is toomuch of my sprawling self to write.My fingersstretch across the keyboard and the words don&amp;rsquo;t seem enough,They are twodimensional.But I wish&amp;nbsp;I could write myself into a poem,So Iwouldn&amp;rsquo;t have to remember who I am Or who I was.I am veryforgetf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947143/</link>
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			<title>Terminal Moraine</title>
			<description>Unwind the fraying threads of meMy fabric skin-Unpick the bursting seams of mePull out the cotton wool existence of my life.These black buttons you call eyes-They see in black and white.Grey-Grey is nebulous, sounds like snow on televisionMoves like a glacier-&amp;nbsp;Ye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947138/</link>
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			<title>White Noise</title>
			<description>A one-sided relationship.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947136/</link>
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			<title>Panic Attack</title>
			<description>And he is suddenly sinking,Thinking in a vacuum-Entombed.Scrabbling at gravel and mossy rock,Breaking nails, bloody fingersGlancing off the walls of the tomb,Shallow breaths that never bloomLike airy blossom in alveoli-No.They hover in his throat, paralysed.Suspended and heavy.He closes his eyes in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947133/</link>
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			<title>A Horse Don't Call you names</title>
			<description>Flash fiction prompted by a photo of two boys on a horse.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947127/</link>
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			<title>Retainer on a Bedside Table</title>
			<description>Student's account of a rape she is still learning to process</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947126/</link>
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			<title>Reset</title>
			<description>Daughter's account of the consequences of her father's Alzheimers</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LillianJ/1947124/</link>
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