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			<title>Ocean</title>
			<description>3/29/12&amp;ldquo;Life&amp;rdquo;Life is like a puzzle; it takes many pieces tocomplete.Life is like a mystery; it can be confusing.Life is like a balloon; it explodes under pressure.Life is like the wind; it goes faster than it came.Life is like a mind; it can change on a whim..</description>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>3/29/12&amp;ldquo;Life&amp;rdquo;Life is like a puzzle; it takes many pieces tocomplete.Life is like a mystery; it can be confusing.Life is like a balloon; it explodes under pressure.Life is like the wind; it goes faster than it came.Life is like a mind; it can change on a whim..</description>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>3/29/12&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Fear&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s coming.It&amp;rsquo;s closer.It&amp;rsquo;s going to get you!You cannot hide from fear.It&amp;rsquo;s waiting to ambush. It&amp;rsquo;s lurking so near.You cannot hide from fear.It&amp;rsquo;s clogging your mind.It&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1050284/</link>
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			<title>Imagination</title>
			<description>It's another world.Another dimension, rather.A place running solelyon what the mind's eye gathers.It's strong, it's powerful.More so than you and I.Quite amazing, consideringit seldom meets the eye.Is it real?Well, of course.If it believed to be so.Otherwise trappedby minds that are closed.Where is ..</description>
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			<title>The Fourth of June, 1923</title>
			<description>a short story made into a poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1029187/</link>
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			<title>The Real You</title>
			<description>If you are in a placewhere no one knows the real youis there any telling who you are?You could be colder than icenicer than possiblepassiveor with motivation that makes you unstoppable.If you are in a placewhere no one knows the real youare you any more than an empty shell?You could be indifferentwi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1029175/</link>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Time&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;As days turn intomonthsAnd months turn intoyearsMemories fadeAnd time keeps onpassing&amp;nbsp;As eyes lose theirsparkleAnd innocence is goneBags are packedWhile friend say solongAnd time keeps onpassing&amp;nbsp;Every..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1029156/</link>
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			<title>Truth</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Truth&amp;rdquo;The truth:If no one believesit,Is it still true?Or is it replaced?Covered up by liesmade in lieu?When it gets to thepointWhere no oneremembersHow people reallyare,Only how they arerendered.When it gets to thepointWhen the t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1028921/</link>
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			<title>Bittersweet</title>
			<description>Bittersweet&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Time is ticking.I want it to stop.But as the days go by, I eagerly watch.Every week that passesIs another stepTo the next chapter,The last being left.The subsequent to comeIs so bright and exciting.But the one to be left,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1028920/</link>
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			<title>Beauty</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Beauty&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Why is beauty in myeyesSo different fromthat in yours?What is beauty,exactly?If it takes on somany forms?What makes somethingbeautiful,Appealing to the eye?If something isbeautiful by your standardsWhy might it not beby mi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1028917/</link>
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			<title>When the World Isn't Watching</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;When the world isn&amp;rsquo;t watching&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Isee it now,It&amp;rsquo;shere.Exactlyhow it is normally.Myeyes are opened to the world.Everythingis in place.It&amp;rsquo;sassuring to know how orderly&amp;nbsp;everything is around me.Butif I close my ey..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BriR/1028916/</link>
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			<title>Curiosity</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Curiosity&amp;rdquo;Explain to mesomething,Something I can&amp;rsquo;t understand.Why can&amp;rsquo;t I see whatyou see?But what you can&amp;rsquo;t Ican?&amp;nbsp;And what makes us sodifferent?Why aren&amp;rsquo;t we thesame?And how was itdecided-The way we were mad..</description>
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