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			<title>Breaking Confusion</title>
			<description>Confusion; not knowing when to strike or back downNever seeing past the faded veil of happiness and securityRipping through the bad and cherishing the goodCherishing the good&amp;hellip;The thing people do out of hate and sadnessOut of the wanting need of care and empathyThis is confusion in..</description>
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			<title>Style Your Future</title>
			<description>Style Your Future&amp;nbsp;Rock the world right with styleTrapped in the small walls we call StarbucksConfined in a small jacket of leatherListening to the only thing that makes sense; musicPlanning your futureEmbodied by one beautiful place; Europe.&amp;nbsp;Going to the place free of soc..</description>
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			<title>I Am From</title>
			<description>I am from adventurous camping tripsFrom unexplainable sightings and, my best friend ColeI am from the Chevron station at the mouth of Dead Indian and waxy chocolate donutsFrom endless conversations on the drive to the Cabin, and building on the same fort for TEN YEARS!I am from hunting for f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephenBlack/942390/</link>
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			<title>This Prison</title>
			<description>Stupid colors of green and redBland the walls of thisPrisonQuiet disorder rulesThe white dreary walls of thisPrisonWhat the hell?</description>
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			<title>Disorder of Quiet Rules</title>
			<description>Walls of dead brushAnd ugly treesBore the disorder of quiet rules,Calming the outsides snowWarmed to water, slick and wet</description>
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