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			<title>Tyrant in my head</title>
			<description>3rd version of this
depression sucks man</description>
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			<title>Witness of The Vicious Plane</title>
			<description>Witness of The Vicious PlaneI sat uponfinest silkandsmoothest silveras I looked towardthe city belowand I saw such destructionI beheld fields of mudand fields of flamesand most oftenfields of the deadand yet&amp;nbsp;people still&amp;nbsp;farmed that landdragging hoes and shovelsthrough dust and seaand when..</description>
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			<title>The Evolver</title>
			<description>The Evolver	In the depths of the darkest bog, where sin would coagulate and be devoured and spewed by all manner of pondscum, would a disaster grow and live; wrought from all the evil humanity had not named. The terrible beast slowly rose from its waters, as all those evils that cultivated it now fl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/undeadlegend/2930954/</link>
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			<title>the stars beneath us</title>
			<description>inspired by 2 words &quot;cant relate&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/undeadlegend/2930578/</link>
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			<title>Where?</title>
			<description>my attempt at an ye olde poem</description>
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			<title>Tyrant in my head</title>
			<description>i am so f*****g miserable</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/undeadlegend/2928116/</link>
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			<title>The Pilgrimage</title>
			<description>disgusting, dark, and penitent. warning for gore with genitalia and other gore.</description>
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			<title>marching</title>
			<description>building painas it pushes and pushesyet i had wrought this upon myselfin the name of selflessnessin the name of braveryin the name of healthin the name of improvementyet not for meand i marchmy armor is rottingmy great sword rustingand my chainmail unlinking itselfmy helmet i..</description>
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			<title>a sarcophagus within a sarcophagus</title>
			<description>a sarcophagus within a sarcophagus the shell, the mimic of the tomband the tomb, the mimic of the burieddaggers and poison piece the shellchipping it awayeroding ithungry men claw at the golden scalesclaiming that within is not sothat naught but a rotten husk sleepsand its sleep of..</description>
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			<title>the eternal moment</title>
			<description>a story about when the pain you are in makes it feel like it was your whole life, even when you look back.</description>
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