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			<title>Forgotten</title>
			<description>Dedicated to my XxRazerxX</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1160486/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>you'r like a dandilionyou blow off and starts to drift away from the worldyou'll go to new places nd meet new peopleyou'll take a wrong turn in life nd maybe lost for awhilebut isnt that what life is&amp;nbsp;a about.you prepare for something big like handling ur own problemsshowing off what..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1152838/</link>
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			<title>Lonely</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1152830/</link>
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			<title>DR</title>
			<description>Haha This Is Something Im just Gonna Come Up With Something Off My Head</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1152224/</link>
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			<title>...</title>
			<description>&quot; cage the badger and he will try to break from his prison and&amp;nbsp;regain his native hole.Chain the eagle to the ground-he will&amp;nbsp;strive to gain his freedom,and though he fails, he will lifehis head and look up at the sky which is home-and we used to plant&amp;nbsp;corn,wheat,and bean</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1069112/</link>
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			<title>Left Alone</title>
			<description>People die...Beauty fades...Love changes...and you will always be alone...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1069107/</link>
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			<title>hurt</title>
			<description>Not all scars show...Not all wounds heal...Sometimes u can't alway's see the pain&amp;nbsp;someone feels...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/1069106/</link>
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			<title>love is like a rose</title>
			<description>love is like a fresh rosein a misty morning,onlyif u keep it pureand dont let die for too long,if you forgetabout it love dies and withers and is not a beautiful,when lovedies you have nothingto follow or admire and follow from,love is like a rose...............it can wither an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/959666/</link>
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			<title>pain</title>
			<description>pain you just have to ride it out,hope it goes away on its own,hope the wound that caused&amp;nbsp; it heals.&amp;nbsp;there are no solution,no easy answers.&amp;nbsp;you just breathe deep and waitfor it to subside.&amp;nbsp;most of the time paincan be managed,but sometimes the&amp;nbsp;pain g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/959660/</link>
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			<title>lost in memory</title>
			<description>i've spend my last daysthinking about the timesi've wanted to spend with youa day passeda night faded&amp;nbsp;im just a nothertrying to find myselfin this croud in this place of confusion&amp;nbsp;a memorie that is not wantedwasting my breath for everythingthese tears of mine fall..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/959195/</link>
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			<title>poem 1</title>
			<description>is it alright to be afraid?would it be a shame to cry?is it okay for me to hide?would u fear me if i left?the fear within me uses up high.while the darkness surrounds and takes over thee.within my heart has yet to die.i will not speak if its about me.isolation is very cold and yet its my closes frie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bubblez/945335/</link>
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