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			<title>Sits</title>
			<description>I'd like to melt with youIn a moment, in a sighleaning back into your eyesTo that heart, that mind I cherishIf I could be as you seeWhence Melted into  gooI'd take my heart and chuck itAnd I would live of youIf only time was liquid And floating like a streamI jump and swim to..</description>
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			<title>If not, then for what?</title>
			<description>Leave the night untouchedcradle a glimpse of air,unnoticed and dieamoungst the ruins.the ruins of the fallen nightEverlasting night the premiseof my demiseMy Grasp upon reality never again the same,My motive for destructiontaken and reclaimedthat emptiness repackagedis pu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1216000/</link>
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			<title>Glimpse</title>
			<description>So my love,you stay tonight,In the comfort of my Keep.Stay forever In my bedStay amoungst the weakHere in my midnightof the dawn and next Day,Sleep forever in my wakesleep calmy in my wakecome my dear,Let me see youas you awake the next Dayon my bed in my wakeLet me w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1215993/</link>
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			<title>Day Men</title>
			<description>I line the wake of dayEmpty and afraidUnwilling and aloneAnd such the weightWhether it is nowor given timeLong is never a choiceUntil the beast of livingPulls me awakeTo these men I sayNo more than thisA nature spoken trueand solace my only regard unto.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1206302/</link>
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			<title>nightly thoughts</title>
			<description>nightly thoughts&amp;nbsp;now stand as all men stand&amp;nbsp;upon the ledge of daythen fall and fall again&amp;nbsp;into the nights domainfall&amp;nbsp;twice and more ,before&amp;nbsp;the final drops of day&amp;nbsp;have all been spent and emptiedon her beauty and her waythose final drops before the night&amp;nbsp;send forth ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1032215/</link>
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			<title>post the end</title>
			<description>peace will reign,at earth's end.when the world,runs out of bullets.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1018033/</link>
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			<title>through the storm</title>
			<description>to anyone who has lost someone to evil......they will know what I mean by evil</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1014414/</link>
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			<title>the fog</title>
			<description>a poem to those philosophers, who find the world complex and depressing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/1010925/</link>
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			<title>poems to the lost</title>
			<description>flatlines.i was without passion or light or simpleminded peacecharged to seek sparks that substained my existancefor no less than a moment ,no more than a breathupon which i drew proof of life.a common rythem found in all my seconds,and situations void of sudden treaths or illnesshaunt me,taunt me ,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/999249/</link>
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			<title>The tin man</title>
			<description>the tin mandear love or dear lost friend,the architect of my fondest daysi regret to say, I am rusting awayAnd have but little time left to spent.soon i will stand changed and forsakenfor my soul, the rust has already takenmy arms,my legs it's eaten hollowand i fear my heart is soon to follow.I am n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/967289/</link>
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			<title>of sheep and wolves</title>
			<description>At death of day let it be saidto all who lust for golden airand all who live a single dayyou serve as slaves to dimming light&amp;nbsp;night a whip, dark its strikeand blinding light the shackles,to which you chain both head and handsto chase the dying sun.&amp;nbsp;look back upon the fallen,struck down by ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/966714/</link>
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			<title>redemption</title>
			<description>to all of of you...who've seen me at my worst,i fear the day's long from done.&amp;nbsp;sadly...it is but a hot morningin guise of a midday sun&amp;nbsp;in vain....are all auspicious prospectsof night-time breezes ,absentof light and sound&amp;nbsp;I aspire...despite,all thosewho fear the concept...to burn this..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samuelfoxtrot/966710/</link>
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			<title>the rewind process</title>
			<description>I would like to live in sunsets,those small moments in time ,When history stops.When every element in natureseems inanimate.and I can look out the windowand see what's past&amp;nbsp;If only the Earth had no orbit,for just a few hoursSo the three chaotic &amp;nbsp;piecesThat constitute time could fuse.They w..</description>
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