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		<description>The original writings of author Scott Kris</description>
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			<title>Read More</title>
			<description>Just a rant and a comical take on the concept of how we tend to over think or &amp;ldquo;read into&amp;rdquo; so much. 
Sometimes it&amp;rsquo;s just a bit more simple. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2836026/</link>
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			<title>I Got It</title>
			<description>Last week I was diagnosed with colon cancer. It not certain how extensive yet. I hope for the best. This is just a way to help me process. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2835639/</link>
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			<title>Content</title>
			<description>Sometimes I find myself feeling hollow and still knowing I&amp;rsquo;m blessed. It&amp;rsquo;s odd to know the opposite of what you feel. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2834651/</link>
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			<title>Fetish</title>
			<description>Just read. It&amp;rsquo;s self explanatory. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2834042/</link>
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			<title>Wrecked</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s something I&amp;rsquo;ve lived through metaphorically. Maybe I captured the feelings?
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833707/</link>
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			<title>Written Off</title>
			<description>I used to interact a lot on writing forums. I&amp;rsquo;m very expressive and open. I say what I feel. And&amp;hellip; it seems so often people choose the worst meanings. And then the character assassins begin to work. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833690/</link>
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			<title>Burning</title>
			<description>Life is beautiful and painful. Like a fire maybe?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833555/</link>
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			<title>If You Only Knew</title>
			<description>A fun little love note to my wife last month. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833481/</link>
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			<title>Ireland&amp;rsquo;s Springtime</title>
			<description>One of two poems I wrote while traveling through Ireland. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833478/</link>
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			<title>Quivering </title>
			<description>A seduction&amp;hellip; the quivering sensuality of lovemaking. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833444/</link>
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			<title>My Lover</title>
			<description>I often sit down n my back porch smoking a cigar, listening to music and writing. The lakefront view seems to inspire&amp;hellip; this was how I felt one of those many mornings. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScottKris/2833443/</link>
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			<title>How Ireland Left Me</title>
			<description>How I experienced a trip to Ireland</description>
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