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			<title>Freed, um (or not)</title>
			<description>Can you seeme?I know it&amp;rsquo;s not that easy,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve cried your tears,And taken the blows,I&amp;rsquo;ve watched your hurt,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Andfelt it doubled upon my bones,doubled&amp;nbsp;Is the concept beyond you?Or are you r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/897103/</link>
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			<title>Revelations</title>
			<description>It's about time I got some answers around here ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/855013/</link>
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			<title>All You Are</title>
			<description>Carry in, all your doubt,Take off your shoes do as you please,Say hello, don&amp;rsquo;t be afraid,Greet all your friends and enemies,Breathe in, a wall of noise,Take up a dreaming effigy,You saw her stare, hey what&amp;rsquo;s her name?Her eyes they soak your mind in bleach,Stumble cross, d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/846302/</link>
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			<title>Azur</title>
			<description>Gaze upon, Your end is nigh, Pr&amp;aelig;y to, The central file ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/845023/</link>
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			<title>Butchered</title>
			<description>To the slaughterhouse we go ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/841240/</link>
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			<title>Memoir of a Useless Soul</title>
			<description>Noir spires of flesh and hairy sinew, Last thoughts shift to only you ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/840472/</link>
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			<title>One one one, five, TWENTY-THREE.</title>
			<description>To Whom It May Concern: ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/839750/</link>
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			<title>The Open Road</title>
			<description>I'm really getting tired of carrying bodies ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/839583/</link>
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			<title>Twas A B***h, I Used To Love</title>
			<description>She wears her scars like pretty rings,
Holds them close like precious things ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/837573/</link>
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			<title>Bloodplay</title>
			<description>When the stars come out, the monsters come to play ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/836799/</link>
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			<title>Grab n' Go Gasworks</title>
			<description>Open 24/7. No dogs allowed ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/835198/</link>
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			<title>Rude Awakening</title>
			<description>The surface proves to be a nasty wake up call ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/833181/</link>
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			<title>Good Morning, Beautiful</title>
			<description>Waking up on an unknown world is not a nice feeling ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Idiotekque/833165/</link>
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			<title>Children Of Solus</title>
			<description>Waking up on an unknown world is not a nice feeling. 

The year is 49 D.M. (Deus Mori), and a once peaceful, war-free planet Earth has been laid waste by unexplained celestial events ...</description>
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