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			<title>wreckage</title>
			<description>love can leave you wrecked and broken.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/236430/</link>
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			<title>Remember When.</title>
			<description>It's about someone I loved who passed away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231226/</link>
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			<title>Locked</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote about someone I loved who passed away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231220/</link>
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			<title>Ready For Somebody.</title>
			<description>Rushing into a relationship and realizing you're not over your past love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231217/</link>
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			<title>I Hear Violets Are Blue.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;She wondered how someone that beautiful and observant could be so blind. She casually dropped hints all the time but he never understood them. It seemed as though he could see through everything except her heart. She glanced at him as he sat next to her studying. His blonde hair, normally sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231207/</link>
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			<title>Let It Be</title>
			<description>It's about overcoming adversity and realizing that even when you have lost so much, there is still so much about life that is worth keeping on for.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231203/</link>
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			<title>Writer's Block</title>
			<description>It's about love and unobtainable love. Or more precisely, love that you're afraid to voice in fear of rejection.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231201/</link>
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			<title>Corner Of Her Jeans (right man)</title>
			<description>It's about a girl in love with a guy she can't get so she settles for what she can get.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/231199/</link>
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			<title>Spencer 3.</title>
			<description>October 8thHe knows. He wasn't at my locker. I waited and waited until the bell rang. Then I hurried to my first period and there he was sitting in his normal seat staring into space like beautiful statue. He was cold, like a statue as well. There is no doubt in my mind that he knows. I also don't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/223031/</link>
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			<title>Spencer 2.</title>
			<description>September 28th I think over my run in with Zane a lot. What would he have said if I had stayed? Would he have been kind? Did I really run because I was crying or maybe I ran because I didn't want the image I had of him shattered? I like to picture him as a good person; someone who is kind. If I wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/223029/</link>
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			<title>Spencer.</title>
			<description>September 21st It is two-forty-five and it is warm out. The mornings are cooler and not so bad, but as the day progresses the sun heats it all up. School just got out and I am walking to the place where my mother picks me up everyday, normally 10 minutes late. I cross the busy side street that lie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/223019/</link>
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			<title>Spencer.</title>
			<description>I have been writing this book for awhile. Spencer is a girl who has been through a lot of tough times and is just trying to make it day to day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yourface1837/223018/</link>
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