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		<description>The original writings of author Antifranticbabydoll</description>
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			<title>Eleven embers</title>
			<description>We called it a sun, but it was a pyre,A beautiful, jagged, and merciless fire.For eleven long years, we circled the flame,Changing our lives, but never our game.On again, off again&quot;a ghost in the hall,Waiting for someone to finally fall.They say that hurt people go on to hurt more,And we..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/3121461/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Westward Bound</title>
			<description>We slipped out of the abandoned house, the morning light a stark contrast to the darkness we&amp;rsquo;d just left behind. It was a cold, grey light, but it was light nonetheless, and it would guide us west. Symyth country. That was our beacon.The streets were eerily quiet, the silence broken only by th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2934174/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: The Ghosts of Suburbia</title>
			<description>My lungs burned, each ragged breath a painful reminder of the dust-choked air. Lily and I sprinted, our makeshift shoes slapping against the cracked asphalt, the sound swallowed by the eerie silence that had fallen after the last explosion. The bombs had stopped, for now, but the silence was more te..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2934120/</link>
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			<title>The Last Whisper of Civilization  </title>
			<description>The explosion ripped me from sleep, a brutal awakening that sent tremors through the very ground beneath me. For a dizzying moment, I was lost, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like sticky threads. Then, the world snapped into sharp, terrifying focus. The ground bucked, a violent shudder that ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2933964/</link>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>A dark fantasy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2933959/</link>
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			<title>Allure </title>
			<description>This is just an update, </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2930884/</link>
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			<title>Taking some time</title>
			<description>Sorry for not being active</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2920591/</link>
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			<title>10 years. </title>
			<description>A decade has passed, yet the longing persists.&amp;nbsp;Connection, once elusive, now seems impossible,&amp;nbsp;tainted by the bitterness of the past.I profess my love, but its depth remains uncertain.&amp;nbsp;In the realm of dreams, you are idealized, flawless.&amp;nbsp;Reality, however, is a stark contrast.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2919335/</link>
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			<title>Lonely</title>
			<description>Standing in a crowd,&amp;nbsp;yet you feel alone.&amp;nbsp;Sitting in an empty room,yet you feel alone.&amp;nbsp;This pain in my chest,&amp;nbsp;At night is when I feel the most.&amp;nbsp;Maybe it's an episodeMaybe it's because I received a message,&amp;nbsp;a message that took me back when.Maybe it's both.&amp;nbsp;I am burie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2918818/</link>
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			<title>Star crossed</title>
			<description>Beneath a sky of endless night, Two souls entwined,&amp;nbsp;a fleeting light. Their love, a flame,&amp;nbsp;pure and bright, Consumed by fate,&amp;nbsp;lost to the night.Star-crossed lovers, doomed to part,&amp;nbsp;Their hearts forever torn apart.&amp;nbsp;A tragic tale, a work of art,&amp;nbsp;A love so pure, a love so ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2918782/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1 The Crescent City&amp;rsquo;s Deception</title>
			<description>This chapter introduces Eliana Delacroix and Azreal King II. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2918635/</link>
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			<title>Allure </title>
			<description>Allure is about two people embarking on a journey into the darkness of being vampires. 
It follows two storylines, Eliana and Azreal. 
Follow this romance novel as Eliana whole life is about to change</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2918630/</link>
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			<title>Weepy </title>
			<description>With you gone, all seems unreal.&amp;nbsp;I can barely breath.Where did you go, I miss you so.&amp;nbsp;I can hardly see beyond my tears.Everyday you were with me,Felt like a dream.&amp;nbsp;Peaceful, charismatic&amp;nbsp;Joyful.&amp;nbsp;Where did you go, I miss you so.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2917132/</link>
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			<title>Morning's Gental Wake</title>
			<description>Morning's Gentle WakeGolden rays, a morning's kiss,&amp;nbsp;Sunlight dances, a joyful bliss.&amp;nbsp;Steaming mug, a cozy sight,&amp;nbsp;Coffee's warmth, a pure delight.A gentle wake, a quiet morn,&amp;nbsp;As dawn's embrace, the day is born.&amp;nbsp;A thoughtful brew, a loving care,&amp;nbsp;A peaceful moment, beyond ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2916708/</link>
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			<title>Azreal</title>
			<description>Azreal: &amp;#65279;&amp;#65279;&amp;nbsp; The sun had set and the moon awoke, casting long shadows across the manicured lawns of Eliana's&amp;nbsp;family estate. As I approached the grand entrance, a sense of unease washed over me. I had come here under the pretense of a formal visit, but the truth was far more co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2916171/</link>
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			<title>A year's Absence. </title>
			<description>I suggest listening to this in the background. 
https://youtu.be/PVJp307TNTY?si=RXcDCss6fazZsscG</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2915920/</link>
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			<title>melancholia</title>
			<description>Gray skies hang heavy,&amp;nbsp;A weight on my soul.&amp;nbsp;Each day a struggle,&amp;nbsp;To find a purpose whole.The world fades to shadows,&amp;nbsp;Colors lose their light.&amp;nbsp;Joy feels like a stranger, in the endless night.Thoughts race and tangle,&amp;nbsp;A relentless tide.Drowning in darkness,&amp;nbsp;Where h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2914160/</link>
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			<title>Jaded</title>
			<description>JadedThe fluorescent lights flickered above my head, casting an eerie glow on the worn linoleum tiles. The cafeteria buzzed with the usual cacophony of teenage chatter, but my ears were tuned out, lost in a sea of indifference. I&amp;rsquo;d seen it all before: the cliques, the gossip, the petty drama. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2913179/</link>
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			<title>amour 2</title>
			<description>We dance on the precipice of forever,A delicate balance, fragile and tender.But shadows creep in, a haunting sight,As the sun dips below, stealing the light.Our souls entwined, a cosmic ballet,Lost in the moment, time stands still, halted.A fiery passion, a burning desire,Igniting our he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2913154/</link>
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			<title>amour</title>
			<description>This is just for suspense. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2913117/</link>
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			<title>Agitation</title>
			<description>A take on sobriety in the real world view point.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2913101/</link>
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			<title>clouds</title>
			<description>Funny is the clouds that linger on the horizon, basking in the last told light of day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Funny is the light that clings to the sky as the moon wakes up to light up the way to fallen creatures.&amp;nbsp;Funny is the moonlight that asks to be noticed by those who can't sleep. Wake up.&amp;nbsp;Wake u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2913100/</link>
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			<title>Motherhood</title>
			<description>A little insight to my life. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AntifranticBaby/2913079/</link>
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