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			<title>Dead Boy</title>
			<description>Saw him eating an appleAnd asked him for a lightHe said you picked the wrong timeHe had been in a fight&amp;nbsp;Told him he talked like a dead boyHe said that sounded coolSaid most of this year he&amp;rsquo;d been highAnd crashed in a swimming pool&amp;nbsp;He said I had..</description>
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			<title>The Last Party</title>
			<description>The blackness might bleed inSo we got our floodlights dancin&amp;rsquo;The silence might eat inSo we got our woofers whammin&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Cause if the earth dies todaySo will rock &amp;lsquo;n&amp;rsquo; rollIf it&amp;rsquo;s everyone&amp;rsquo;s last dayThen it is our last day of ..</description>
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			<title>The Werewolf</title>
			<description>For as long as I can rememberAs far back as my first SeptemberI&amp;rsquo;ve wanted you, little ball of lightAs my howls have filled my lonely nights&amp;nbsp;With a glow so soft and tenderYou must be of the fairer genderAnd surely, countless knightsLike me, must for you figh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/1017648/</link>
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			<title>Red Lipstick</title>
			<description>A garish scar of femininityOn my otherwise forgettable face, atauntMy confidenceA mockeryOf the person I'm not.&amp;nbsp;An invitation, an intimacyA rebellion, a warningA declaration of individualityA confession of weakness&amp;nbsp;A license to be wantonAn ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969560/</link>
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			<title>Hello</title>
			<description>I said &quot;Hello&quot; to the thousand colourful lightsthat burst into the darkness. I forget if it was the night sky or my mindbehind closed eyes. But anyway, the lights, they were there. I had not expectedthem, even though I had idly prayed for them. Do you know the feeling when youhaven't been sl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969559/</link>
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			<title>Gamble</title>
			<description>All I could doWas play with wordsWhen effortlessly you couldPlay with hearts&amp;nbsp;Too honest, my weaknessAnd stupid desireToo silent, your strengthAnd a mocking smile&amp;nbsp;Refusals, relievingI appreciatively tasteArtless devotionYou uncaringly wast..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969556/</link>
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			<title>Two Trains</title>
			<description>Love of my lifeMonster of my own creationI think the devil&amp;rsquo;s wifePenned a lover&amp;rsquo;s definition&amp;nbsp;Love is happinessWorld&amp;rsquo;s most prevalent illusionFrustration and helplessnessFruits of beautiful self-delusion&amp;nbsp;Broken hearts occur in pairs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969553/</link>
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			<title>Daydream</title>
			<description>Mylegs are all tangled upIn your idle daydreamsI'm the dregs in your teacupIt doesn't make senseI dream of being all dolled upIn your idle daydreamsBut you don't dream in colourAnd it makes no senseIn a corner I'm curled upWhile you idly daydreamYou don't smile and I'm righ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969552/</link>
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			<title>Star Trek</title>
			<description>Yousail across the black sea of nothingYou&amp;rsquo;reshot at by shooting starsYou&amp;rsquo;veseen the suns at their birthingAndyou carry their burns and scars&amp;nbsp;Iknow you must have thought of my heartAsthe seven-jeweled constellation afarAsit grew fiercer and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969551/</link>
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			<title>You Tell Me</title>
			<description>Shelikes eating out on rooftop cafes. She likes sitting out on terraces andlounging in balconies. She likes looking out of the airplane windows. She likeslooking out of most windows. In fact, she loves everything to do with the sky,but especially the night sky. As a child, she would sleep on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969549/</link>
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			<title>Conundrum</title>
			<description>I lose myself in the vast blue skiesAs I look upI lose myself in your deep black eyesWhen you look upAt me sitting in my corner of the roomAs I watchThe corner of your mouth in the gloomAs I botchMy words in trying to expressA connectionAnd failing miserably t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/969421/</link>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>I sit at my windowon this dark rainy night, watching the lightning turn the blackness into atwo-second landscape of pink and white, and my thoughts turn naturally toRoger. For I had met him on a night quite like this and to this day I associatehim with rainy nights, and rainy nights now evok..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/968477/</link>
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			<title>Stars And Skulls</title>
			<description>A story about an ordinary woman and her many chance encounters with Roger.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/968476/</link>
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			<title>The Lights</title>
			<description>The beginning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RashMish/965037/</link>
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			<title>The Lights</title>
			<description> I have no idea where this story is going!</description>
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