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			<title>Earth</title>
			<description>&quot;I surrender to the earth&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2801646/</link>
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			<title>Therapy </title>
			<description>&quot;Death was waiting to caress my very thigh&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2061868/</link>
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			<title>The Artist</title>
			<description>You were an artist of pain. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2009403/</link>
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			<title>Toxic</title>
			<description>I was transformed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2005451/</link>
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			<title>Star-Crossed Lovers </title>
			<description>The world was ours.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2004965/</link>
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			<title>Healing</title>
			<description>I feel like I have been born again. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2004714/</link>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>You are trapped.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2002468/</link>
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			<title>Daddy </title>
			<description>I can't live without you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2001644/</link>
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			<title>Playtime</title>
			<description>Death knew how to play.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/olympiuslu/2000679/</link>
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			<title>Existence </title>
			<description>There is nothing left to feel.</description>
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