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			<title>void</title>
			<description>Ten years later my tears are still wet, for I&amp;nbsp;havent been able to&amp;nbsp;let you go yet.With a heart of gold and a fist of steel, the love you&amp;nbsp;had was very real.You were hard to love, but you loved hard, for peoples feelings you did not regard.In twenty-eight years I never did hear, those th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracycee/1068332/</link>
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			<title>Mother</title>
			<description>MotherI'm not your friend I'm not yourfoe... I'm here to lift u when you are low... I'm not a classmate or the localbully... I'm the 1 that loves you fully.... I don't dismiss your giggles ntears... my job is to protect you from your fears... I know your mind your soulyour heart... a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracycee/1024435/</link>
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			<title>negative to positive</title>
			<description>NEGATICETO POSITIVE&amp;middot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The best things in life are alwaysfree...an autumn breeze, a strangers smile, or a bounce on daddy's knee...Ilost out on the knee, but accepted the smile, and embraced the breeze for justa while. ------Tracy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracycee/1024142/</link>
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			<title>storm</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Alone in the storm Ifeel the rain against my skin, I hear the thunder inside my head, and see thelightning behind my eyes. Hurricanes and tornadoes that no one else cansee.&amp;nbsp; No one can feel my storm and no onecan understand the wrath coming down upon me. The hail that strikes ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tracycee/1024137/</link>
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			<title>Seasons change</title>
			<description>SEASONSCHANGE&amp;middot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When summer ends and the trees changecolor...I&amp;rsquo;ll be here...When fall turns into winter and the last pumpkin iscovered w snow...I&amp;rsquo;ll be here...When winter is over and the last flake hasfallen...I&amp;rsquo..</description>
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