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		<description>The original writings of author Cameron</description>
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			<title>White</title>
			<description>Ignorance may be bliss</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/1489678/</link>
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			<title>Remains</title>
			<description>You left us those years agodisappered at first.Almost drove me insaneas my heart nearly burst.The stories are now dreamsI wake up hurt.I remember those memoriesclutching tightly my shirt.You fear me nowI'll wear those crimson stains.Ash to ash you'll fadeso no nothing ever remains.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/1021246/</link>
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			<title>Thread</title>
			<description>Bare threads</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/997010/</link>
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			<title>Myself in Writing</title>
			<description>I was born to a mother who works hard to teach me the way i am supposed to be. My father is the reason i act so old-fashioned, more like in spite of that man. He hurt me and my family and to me he is a monster. He went behind my mother's back with another woman, whom he left her for. So ever since i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/995543/</link>
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			<title>Chapter :1 What the Dickens?</title>
			<description>Flying armies of monkeys, England is in turmoil, and a poor metal man is left out in the cold. What is going on here?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/977666/</link>
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			<title>Prologue: The Dynamic Damn!</title>
			<description>What happens when non fiction meets fiction?
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/977665/</link>
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			<title>War of the Words</title>
			<description>Nonfiction+fiction=Big Trouble</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/977663/</link>
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			<title>Ode to all Things Cute and Cuddly</title>
			<description>They march in columns,They march in rows.Look so cuddly,All totally gross.With beady eyes,And huggable arms.They lure you in,With their dastardly charms.&amp;nbsp;Gumdrops and rainbows,And hugs galore.So sugary and sweet,Leave you wanting more.You buy their lunchboxes,And the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/969033/</link>
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			<title>Never</title>
			<description>Dead...neveryour memories...I did sever.You...mean nothing to meMe...am now truly free.You...are only hollowThe world's advice...you blindly follow.Never...should you feel real joyBecause...you want only a boy.Who...will let you pull his stringsMaybe...even will for you he sings.That...you are so lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/947205/</link>
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			<title>I'm a Monster</title>
			<description>How people see.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/937406/</link>
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			<title>Le Masque</title>
			<description>It is flawless,Without compare.You see me not,I saw you there.It is smooth,With no mistake.So you see me not,Nor my heart break.I wear no make up,Nor silicone.You leave me in pieces,You leave me all alone.Telling me reality,Is better than the dream.That life is so much better,Than I make it seem.I t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/937404/</link>
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			<title>If You Knew the Truth</title>
			<description>A brief look at life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/937402/</link>
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			<title>My Grapes' Wrath</title>
			<description>When things go sour.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/936739/</link>
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			<title>A Deceitful Dove</title>
			<description>Appearances deceive</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/931556/</link>
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			<title>To Sea</title>
			<description>Sittin' on a beach on the seas of life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/930939/</link>
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			<title>Killing Kind</title>
			<description>Not everyone will save you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/930139/</link>
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			<title>I am</title>
			<description>A man, a dream, a lesson</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vergilvanhelsing/930123/</link>
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