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			<title>We All Fall Down</title>
			<description>Ring around the rosy&amp;#2013266048;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mother barely looks up from her work when Colby says, &amp;ldquo;Brother Shaun&amp;rsquo;s got it too,&amp;rdquo; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krbritt/957498/</link>
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			<title>Because I Don't Like Him</title>
			<description>A possibly schizophrenic rambling from the depths of my fried brain.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krbritt/740982/</link>
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			<title>I Am Only Human</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is that lull in the air, that racing-against-time feeling that the world as you know it ends soon, next week in fact. You always&amp;nbsp;maintained that you&amp;nbsp;were above these melancholic end of the year feelings, but as they come back to plague you for yet another summer, you're ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krbritt/735194/</link>
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			<title>Free Verse</title>
			<description>Free VerseSo apparently this is a free verse poem.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ha.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We aren&amp;rsquo;t free to do anything.&amp;nbsp; Not even close.This may as well be called Censored Poem that F..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/krbritt/725731/</link>
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			<title>Not It!</title>
			<description>Why are we so motivated to be the same?Can&amp;rsquo;t we spend that energy on something worthwhile?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/krbritt/725726/</link>
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			<title>please put ideas for this in the comments; i'm stumped!</title>
			<description>journal of a teenage girl during ww1.</description>
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