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		<description>The original writings of author AHHHHHHHH! Heath.</description>
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			<title>Only You, One and Only</title>
			<description>Take me home please make me yours,Put your name on the sole of my shoe.Cause there&amp;rsquo;s too many times that I sit and dream,Thinking about all the stars how they can&amp;rsquo;t compare to you.Outshine the moon my dear, you outshine the sun,It&amp;rsquo;s a big ball of fire but you&amp;rsquo;ve got so much m..</description>
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			<title>We'll Say That We're Innocent</title>
			<description>I know you&amp;rsquo;ve heard it before so many times,That&amp;rsquo;s all fine and dandy but do I need to say this again?If I could do it over I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t cause it&amp;rsquo;s the best that I&amp;rsquo;ve done,This night may hurt like glass to the face or like a knife from a friend.But if the world caves in d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/958898/</link>
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			<title>Nightlife With The FATHER</title>
			<description>When the lights are dimmed or altogether extinguished,And the sun has sunk to the ocean.All my friends, all my brothers, my sisters,When all has quieted down and fall into restoration.Where am I?Sitting in a green and white room four walls and a bed,Nothing to distract me nothing to inhibit my roami..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/958892/</link>
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			<title>Sound Off! 1! 2! Sound Off! 3! 4!</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ve tried a few times to reconstruct my head,There&amp;rsquo;s a hole in the front and a melon sized exit in the back.I felt everything leave, my thoughts and rationality,Yet all the makeup and putty in the world wouldn&amp;rsquo;t change the past.I&amp;rsquo;ve still got my brains splattered over the wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/955702/</link>
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			<title>Dismantle. Rearrange. Clone. Process Complete. </title>
			<description>This valley, full of the people I once knew.Rustic and decaying now disassemble the bodies too.Take the parts worth saving, donate them to a better prospect.Don&amp;rsquo;t worry my friends we&amp;rsquo;ll sow up the holes in respect.It&amp;rsquo;s not completely barbaric, in a manner of speaking just unciviliz..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/949124/</link>
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			<title>Ranting And Raving About The Way It Was</title>
			<description>Allow me please to venture to the stand,To get up on the soapbox so to speak and reprimand.Now, I understand there are different views on art,Yet still I think there&amp;rsquo;s a certain premise we need to understand.I have in mind one of the many forms of art,Poetry is on the table today please give m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/948983/</link>
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			<title>Open Your Eyes, Child! The World Is Changing!</title>
			<description>Connectivity is overrated I should say,Because I&amp;rsquo;ve noticed how we all act.No one understands this isn&amp;rsquo;t a game,we shouldn&amp;rsquo;t wear a mask.Yet there they go, the Morgan&amp;rsquo;s,Walking to their car.Strapping on their masks,Going to dance with the Smiths under the stars.&amp;nbsp;Where is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/948972/</link>
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			<title>The Earth Comes Reeling, The Curtain Calls My Name!</title>
			<description>I force myself to write late at night,I deceive myself in thinking it&amp;rsquo;s when I write the best.So many thoughts race through my mind,So many lies, so much pain, so many things to get off my chest.Why must I always fall down the same hole,Is there soft earth below and I just haven&amp;rsquo;t found ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/948968/</link>
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			<title>Oh The Narrator Died Of A Heartattack, God Rest His Soul</title>
			<description>....yeah uh.....hi</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DudeWhoWorks/948963/</link>
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			<title>Did You See That? I Want One!</title>
			<description>....heaven help us now, come crashing down. We'll hear the sound, as you're falling down</description>
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