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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>There are instances in life that you wish you could hit a pause button.&amp;nbsp;Whether that be for the sake of enjoyment, to be able to drink in every small detail of that lovely summer afternoon you spent in the quiet of a garden. For the sake of engraving something to memory.&amp;nbsp;Or that to shield ..</description>
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			<title>Sharks and Underdeveloped Prefrontal Cortexes</title>
			<description>Everybody's got a story. Just listen, and you might have some of your own you didn't think you had to share.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colloquialkid/926808/</link>
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			<title>Criminally Gifted Family Members and Chinese Italians</title>
			<description>A continuation to Pep Talks and Casaba Melons. Humorous memoirs.</description>
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			<title>Pep Talks and Casaba Melons</title>
			<description>We all talk to ourselves, right? Right. From pep talks to self-slamming... we all do it. Right? Right.</description>
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			<title>Cashiers and Mayonnaise</title>
			<description>Supposedly amusing... </description>
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			<title>Of Wine and Feast</title>
			<description>Those six down below,Delved heads and delved feetMake&amp;nbsp;dandelions&amp;nbsp;grow,And say softly and sweet:&quot;Breathe deep this fine airEat up this fine feastSing loud and dance fairTill the music has ceased!&quot;But I found in this cup,With scorn and distasteThe wine had dried up,And with worms was replace..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colloquialkid/889323/</link>
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			<title>The Beast</title>
			<description>About the perception of life through the eyes of a depressed soul, and the eternal war between heart and mind, when logic and reason combat those sinister feelings within.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colloquialkid/850507/</link>
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			<title>Dear Words</title>
			<description>An ode to writing and language, but in an ironic way, in that the purpose of language is to convey an idea, but when someone gets too wordy... it defeats the purpose. Enter poem.</description>
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