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		<description>The original writings of author Abigail</description>
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			<title>A Weird Start</title>
			<description>Trigger warnings include:SACSA mentioned, no details.AbuseNeglectPTSDBPDPsychosis&amp;nbsp;Drug abuse&amp;nbsp;AddictionDeathThe story I am about to share with you all is fictional.&amp;nbsp;I am sorry.Chapter OneI should probably start by sharing my name with you, my name is Ophelia. Just Ophelia. I recently h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/3131534/</link>
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			<title>TBA</title>
			<description>a fictional telling of a young womans life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/3131527/</link>
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			<title>a letter to my late love </title>
			<description>this will be a letter to my partner that passed away October 3rd 2020. He passed away due to an accidental overdose after being sober for about 7 months.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/2875177/</link>
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			<title>Everybody knows my name.</title>
			<description>Based off a writing prompt let me know if you want me to continue with a second one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1944047/</link>
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			<title>Sparks.</title>
			<description>I haven't seen&amp;nbsp;you in five years. I am shaking. I am so nervous. My breath today has mostly been nicotine. What do I say? I hurt you. You hurt me. Will it be awkward? Will you hate me? Will I hate you? I light another cigarette. I walk slowly to the dock. I don't see you and I shake even more. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1942730/</link>
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			<title>Anxiety.</title>
			<description>It's 5 AM. I can't make these word stop.I can't stop thinking.Rushing thoughts fill my head.&amp;nbsp;Why did I do that?&amp;nbsp;Why did I f**k this up?Why did I say that?Anxiety.Won't leave me alone.These voices.My voice.Screaming at me.I beg them to hush.&amp;nbsp;I beg them to go to back back to sleep.They ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1928791/</link>
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			<title>Dear Mom</title>
			<description>Letter to my dead mother.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1927271/</link>
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			<title>Colors.</title>
			<description>I heard the quote &quot;and as she spoke, her words spilled out as dark matter&quot; and I wanted to write about it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1865991/</link>
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			<title>Her.</title>
			<description>I stand and stare at her.I stare into her eyes,I stare at her lips,how her freckles seem to beperfect.I fall into her eyes.Her perfect brown eyes.&amp;nbsp;I am swimming in her words.I am swallowed by her voice.I just stand and stare.At her perfect figure.At how she holds herself.She is beautiful.Her ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1861420/</link>
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			<title>Breaking Down.</title>
			<description>Trigger warning suicide self harm dissociation </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1851310/</link>
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			<title>Letter To My Rapist.</title>
			<description>TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE, SUICIDE, SELF HARM</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1845618/</link>
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			<title>White Castle.</title>
			<description>I awake to a gentle nudge. I look up and I see my mother. She is as young and beautiful as ever. She still &amp;nbsp;smells of her perfume and for once she looks happy. I barely mutter out, &quot;mom?&quot;She nods and hold me tightly. I start crying into her shoulder and she holds me closer.&amp;nbsp;She pulls me aw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1842407/</link>
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			<title>Clocks.</title>
			<description>The clock in my math room is extremely wonky so I made it into a story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1172666/</link>
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			<title>Undecided.</title>
			<description>More nightmares heck yeah!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1150431/</link>
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			<title>Destiny</title>
			<description>A little poem about my best friend and how amazingly beautiful she is. Inside and out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/1139613/</link>
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			<title>Not Ready to Say Goodbye.</title>
			<description>Yet another free verse poem. This is about my mother who has passed on and on the 5th of July will be one year since she has passed. I think (I hope) writing this will help me cope.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/989940/</link>
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			<title>The Poor, Depressed, Misunderstood Teenage Girl.</title>
			<description>This is my free verse poem. (This poem is not about how I feel. It is about how I used to feel before I got help.)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/989506/</link>
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			<title>The Worst Nightmare.</title>
			<description>Here is a fixed version of my reoccurring night-terrors. This version is much more accurate to what happened.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Black-Night/936560/</link>
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