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			<title>Longing To Belong</title>
			<description>The man with the planUsually I amAs of lately I'm Going through changesLike a pair of jordansNot use this so bear With me&amp;nbsp;Share with me your concernsStay with me and begin again...With meThe man with the plan&amp;nbsp;I use to beBut still...&amp;nbsp;This man asks,&amp;nbsp;with no plan Can he still be the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/984777/</link>
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			<title>Untitled. </title>
			<description>(make your own individual name for the poem after reading it) id like to see what comes to your minds after reading this</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983755/</link>
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			<title>I Do These Things</title>
			<description>i love the up and downs in my life. they make me who I am.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983528/</link>
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			<title>Control This</title>
			<description>a sudden intense feeling I had...can't really explain it. I honestly don't fully know what this poem is symbolizing for me but I like it </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983461/</link>
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			<title>I Still Sunbathe In The Dirt:.</title>
			<description>Haa morgan freeman's voice makes anything sound good. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983309/</link>
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			<title>Why Must We</title>
			<description>Stray from the conservative ways the elders preachYou say you need your own wayA change of sceneryA new startWhy must you bogart&amp;nbsp;the pursuit of my&amp;nbsp;happinessIt's the road less traveled but littered with integrityAttire is jagged and roughYour too young too know this muchSo your motto is&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983229/</link>
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			<title>The Ways Of A Woman</title>
			<description>There are so manyWhere to startMaybe it's&amp;nbsp;the way&amp;nbsp;they make me feel in&amp;nbsp;the heartOr the way they make my pants get a little shorterManipulative and sketch is how I know mostThat's why I don't keep one, I let them goGirl if&amp;nbsp;you got feelings&amp;nbsp;then hide em, legs divide emSo irate..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983176/</link>
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			<title>Oh How I Reminisce</title>
			<description>I think back to the big bang of it allThe long talks we hadSetbacks we never plannedThe downfalls that made us betterWe had what most people envyWe also knew we would have our endingI knew from the beginningNo one can possess&amp;nbsp;anything so&amp;nbsp;pure in this worldI still close my eyes and reminisc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/983114/</link>
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			<title>This Man I Once Knew</title>
			<description>There was&amp;nbsp;this man&amp;nbsp;I once&amp;nbsp;knewHe could move mountains without strainHe could even stop the rainA whole army couldn't dent his prideBut how does he really feel inside? Does he ever desire to run and hide?I believe there's a vice versa maturity hereLeaving behind everything&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/982741/</link>
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			<title>whats a god to a non believer</title>
			<description>my thought process was wild on this piece. i dont write much and didnt really know how to write it &quot;properly&quot; as some people say...smh but enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/982382/</link>
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			<title>These Things</title>
			<description>Just a spur of the moment feeling I had.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BMColey/979496/</link>
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