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		<description>The original writings of author Daring Darling Didi</description>
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			<title>Ideas</title>
			<description>Maeve. Perfectionist. The forest. Black and white. Betrayal. 15. Swimming. Tears. Blood. A heart. A rope. A wedding. A mirror. A canoe. Escape. Daylight. Indians. A lamp. A single shard of glass. A large, fat, laughing man. A journal with cursive writing in it. Golden hair. Paper made of air, or sin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/994521/</link>
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			<title>This Is Not You </title>
			<description>This was a text message I sent to my boyfriend while I was angry. I got out of writer's block because of it, and I like a lot of the ending. It sounds more like a story to me. A story of my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/969182/</link>
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			<title>Kiss Me In The Rain</title>
			<description>A sensual poem I wrote for a close friend of mine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/969175/</link>
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			<title>The Prettiest Smiles Hide The Deepest Secrets</title>
			<description>I smiled broadly at my maidservant as she fastened the last pin into my dress. Today was finally the day.&amp;nbsp;&quot;My, my, such a lovely dress for such a pretty lady!&quot; Frieda exclaimed as I twirled and twisted, hoisting my skirts up just above my small creme-colored shoes so she could see them sparkle...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/957235/</link>
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			<title>Letters To No One</title>
			<description>I wrote this for someone I care about very much...don't really have the heart to tell him, though. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/956194/</link>
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			<title>Parody of Avril Lavigne's &quot;Girlfriend&quot; (for a contest)</title>
			<description>For a contest!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/956152/</link>
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			<title>The Blue That Is So Much Like You</title>
			<description>I didn't know you how true love lookedBut my dear, your shine is swell.The speckled blue that you see throughIs more lovely than I can tell. Looking past your gorgeous faceI see those swirling blue skies,And I'm reminded of all the blue on the EarthThat match your sparkling eyes. The ocean, the sea,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/956140/</link>
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			<title>What if you woke up one morning, and one of your senses was just...gone?</title>
			<description>We had a writing prompt today, and I chose that question; just a little story I came up with. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/955062/</link>
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			<title>Girl With Broken Wings (Nobody Sings Anymore) - Manchester Orchestra</title>
			<description>I just heard this song, and it's tragically beautiful...I wanted to share.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/953109/</link>
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			<title>Severed Attachment</title>
			<description>I recently realized that I'd lost a very dear friend to me...and this poem came to mind. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950130/</link>
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			<title>The Sad Truth of Waking Up</title>
			<description>I wrote this after having a particularly upsetting dream. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950117/</link>
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			<title>Differentiated </title>
			<description>I was not high upon writing this poem. Don't listen to anyone who claims otherwise.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950085/</link>
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			<title>Monochromicorn</title>
			<description>Inspired by Emily Dickinson.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950062/</link>
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			<title>The Wheel of Fate</title>
			<description>The book Beautiful Creatures actually inspired me to write this (more specifically the third book)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950059/</link>
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			<title>The things that can't be painted</title>
			<description>I've read this one in public a few times, it is probably my favourite poem. Very long, though. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950054/</link>
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			<title>First snow</title>
			<description>Contrary to popular belief, this is not about limbo...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950048/</link>
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			<title>Rainy Day M&amp;eacute;moire</title>
			<description>My very first poem. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ViciousVivacious/950046/</link>
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