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		<description>The original writings of author discombobulate</description>
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			<title>Bedsheets</title>
			<description>Come home:the planetary rotation movestoo fast for yourfeet to cling to.Salt in your mouthfor flavour; in your own time.They won&amp;rsquo;t wait long for you,but you&amp;rsquo;ll decline.You&amp;rsquo;ll decline.But look how far you&amp;rsquo;ve come:untamed hairs, cloakingthe rolls of flesh that swelland swell wi..</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1136565/</link>
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			<title>Dolly the Sheep</title>
			<description>Destruction is forced into a form of creation</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1055125/</link>
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			<title>Bairn</title>
			<description>&quot;Bairn&quot; is a Scottish word for child, more specifically, an infant</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1007007/</link>
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			<title>Sandman</title>
			<description>Sleep eludes</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1006979/</link>
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			<title>Definitions</title>
			<description>death beyond the earth</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1006960/</link>
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			<title>Closest</title>
			<description>Sociopaths, by nature, love in an entirely different way than others do</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1006958/</link>
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			<title>Long Face</title>
			<description>We are apparitions,formedby seafoam andstardust;our bones turnwhite to gnaw on;rushing tidal sweetlyincessant songswelling in yourfunny head&amp;nbsp;And in thedescendingslide of sweetviolinyour tragic handscup mineand I have to ask:&amp;ldquo;why the ..</description>
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			<title>Disha II</title>
			<description>Follows my sonnet, Disha.</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/1006954/</link>
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			<title>Delete</title>
			<description>A one-shot based on Sherlock Holmes - more specifically, BBC Sherlock; however, I tried to infuse a sense of ACD's particular atmosphere</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/907855/</link>
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			<title>Memento Mori</title>
			<description>I was given a picture of an elderly man standing in front of a mirror and told to write. This is what was produced.</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/907846/</link>
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			<title>If I Should Die</title>
			<description>thoughts on mortality</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/jammm/907845/</link>
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			<title>Disha</title>
			<description>An honest-to-god sonnet. Written with my girlfriend in mind.</description>
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