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		<description>The original writings of author lois</description>
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			<title>Fatherless</title>
			<description>Written from a child's point of view. Conceived before marriage, her father's ship sunk in the war and he drowned before she was born. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/902214/</link>
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			<title>Mindfield</title>
			<description>When you feel like you're losing your mind over someone but you can't say how you feel. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/885883/</link>
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			<title>Loveblind</title>
			<description>Two strangers meet and become friends. They lose touch but can't stop thinking of one another, eventually they meet again and fall in love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/885881/</link>
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			<title>The Sycamore in Winter</title>
			<description>The deciduous Sycamore stands barren in the winter, a place to roost for corvids. It's not pretty, it's almost unnoticeable.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/859886/</link>
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			<title>Shades of Light</title>
			<description>Sometimes everything seems so complicated. But if life was simple...it would be so boring! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/843135/</link>
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			<title>Haiku's do not have titles.</title>
			<description>The mustang pondersfreedom- as the red tailed hawkyet no ties bind him2011 &amp;copy; Lorna Hunter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/839040/</link>
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			<title>Death Chooses You.</title>
			<description>You don't get to choose deathDeath chooses youUnaware of it's approach It skulks around youIt prowls like a predator Sneaking throughThe long grass Sniffing the airWaiting to pounchIt will choose it's moment When it's good and readyYou don't get to choose deathIt will choose ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/825932/</link>
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			<title>Letting Go.</title>
			<description>If you love someone let them go...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/825064/</link>
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			<title>Something Blue</title>
			<description>The same old liesOn the day they took their vowsThe band of gold, felt cold To the touchHer incurable heart Til death do us partHe borrowed a rope-He knewWhen her lips turned blue There was something eroticAbout tying the knot.2011 &amp;copy; Lorna Hunter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/824951/</link>
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			<title>On Reflection</title>
			<description>When you hurt so much that you just want to disappear into thin air, so you stop eating....and you hurt yourself more in the long run. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/824537/</link>
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			<title>At The Bottom Of Pandora's Box</title>
			<description>When you feel that all is lost....keep your head up! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/823889/</link>
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			<title>Kiss Kiss, Bang, Bang. </title>
			<description>He doesn't want you, but he doesn't want anyone else to have you! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/823572/</link>
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			<title>Hooked On You.</title>
			<description>I can't get enough of him, nor he, I. It's lust, not love and he's bad for me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/823046/</link>
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			<title>Falling</title>
			<description>The moment you realise that you desperately need the someone that loves you to understand you. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/822950/</link>
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			<title>The Darkness</title>
			<description>I feel like this every September. When the nights are getting shorter.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/822842/</link>
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			<title>Harvest Moon</title>
			<description>The orange moon seems to burn a hole in the sky.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/822841/</link>
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			<title>The Hangman</title>
			<description>No one judges you harsher than yourself. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/822208/</link>
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			<title>Arousal</title>
			<description>When I just can't get him out of my head...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/loisvain/822205/</link>
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