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		<title>Wednesday Words &#8211; The Bees</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s raining outside. Droplets bead on my windows forming a scatter pattern that makes me think of insect swarm behavior. All the bees which used to bury me are dead, now. I spend the morning cleaning my apartment and settle in to answer emails in the afternoon. In these days of waiting, my email beckons [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Writing Prompt #2</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Waiting in line at Starbucks, gleaming rows of pastries beckoning behind the glass, Jarvis felt something loosening &#8212; and clamped his fists against the terror.]]></description>
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