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		<description>The original writings of author Daku Raita</description>
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			<title>Yet  I Want to Keep Loving You</title>
			<description>Aha, still feel so awks writing this kind of stuff... I just end up taking long breaks in between cause it's so embarrassing! xD</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1963266/</link>
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			<title>Just Another Day</title>
			<description>It's a bit of a reflection of my childhood, though she didn't get mad at me regarding eggs. She once got mad at my dad about it, though, so that's why I used it here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1956590/</link>
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			<title>The New Son</title>
			<description>I wanted to try something with some symbolism in it, and somehow this is what I cam up with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1955671/</link>
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			<title>Yet I Still Love You</title>
			<description>I'm planning to make a three part story, and this is the first part. In all honesty, I felt so awks when i was writing it...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1954886/</link>
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			<title>The Voice</title>
			<description>There's the implication of suicide in the story, just a warning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1947876/</link>
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			<title>Performance Anxiety</title>
			<description>	Heart beating, thumping in the chest. All eyes are on me, and I feel nervous. I can hear them talking, whispering, but their mouths don&amp;rsquo;t move. They just sit and stare at me. Mocking, waiting for the moment I make a mistake to laugh and point. Their words chill me to the bone. I feel the swea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1947177/</link>
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			<title>Puddles</title>
			<description>	I step out onto the wet streets. The rain had just stopped and I take in the refreshing damp smell. Though typically it would smell of gas and dirt and smoke, the air smells so clean and grassy, as though it had come all the way from the countryside just to greet me. Thoughts of childhood pass thro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1947137/</link>
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			<title>Leperna</title>
			<description>WARNING: THIS STORY HAS CONTENT REGARDING SEXUAL ASSAULT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Btw feel free to write any opinions regarding the story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Daku-Raita/1666303/</link>
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