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			<title>Real Men</title>
			<description>You're such a manYou had to make me understandWhy your fist was stronger than your handYou had to take what&amp;nbsp;you said was&amp;nbsp;yoursIt wasn't given freely&amp;nbsp;Oh what a manYou had to make me feel weakTelling lies not letting me speakYou had to force me to your willIt wasn'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lululaflame/258625/</link>
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			<title>I Hate You</title>
			<description>...this was written awhile ago</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lululaflame/258621/</link>
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			<title>Call To Me</title>
			<description>a poem for my pirate</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lululaflame/207559/</link>
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			<title>The Word</title>
			<description>What is the one word that holds so much meaningAnd so little meaning, depending on how you use it?It is the most used word.And it is a word that is missused,But it is one we all likeAnd sometimes adore.It is one we use without a careAnd one we use when we care.You can be in it or y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lululaflame/181899/</link>
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			<title>My Love</title>
			<description>Love slid quietly in my door.I wasn't lookingI was looking to play the gameI was looking for distractionSimple minds to toy withFree the energy wtihin me&amp;nbsp;Love slid quietly in my doorI didn't see itHe wasn't my usual toyHis soul knew mineHe didn't play my gameHe played ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lululaflame/112252/</link>
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			<title>Talking Politics</title>
			<description>Knock knock..&amp;quot;No its not a knock knock joke&amp;quot; I say as I walk into your office. I close the door behind me and take in your masculine aura. &amp;quot;Damn you are sexy.&amp;quot; I whisper as I walk toward you staring deep into your blue eyes. &amp;quot;Got time?&amp;quot; You suck in your breath as yo..</description>
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