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		<title>Linda Marie Van Tassell | WritersCafe.org</title>
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			<title>Mary Ellen Mae Cyrus</title>
			<description>June 12, 1927 &amp;ndash; September 27, 2020</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2873895/</link>
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			<title>Light in the Darkness</title>
			<description>&quot;And God said, &quot;Let there be light.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2861445/</link>
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			<title>Gold Glitter Gone</title>
			<description>Though lovers be lost, love shall not. ~ Dylan Thomas</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2857212/</link>
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			<title>Weeping Bones</title>
			<description>With you went so much of me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2857021/</link>
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			<title>The Cure for Boulevard</title>
			<description>Government is not the solution to our problem; government is the problem. ~ Ronald Reagan</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856906/</link>
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			<title>In Color of Ghost</title>
			<description>I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes. ~ Carl Sandburg</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856894/</link>
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			<title>Black Bloom</title>
			<description>The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen. ~ Shannon L. Alder</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856703/</link>
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			<title>Quiet Letter</title>
			<description>It hurts because it mattered.  ~ John Green</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856696/</link>
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			<title>Cherry Enough</title>
			<description>The truth hurts, and it is not pretty.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856676/</link>
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			<title>Numinous, Luminous Light</title>
			<description>For June Wright.  Her spirit still lives.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856305/</link>
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			<title>A Place To Breathe</title>
			<description>It's the endings that we are unprepared for.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856190/</link>
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			<title>When I Opened Myself To You</title>
			<description>Love is the soul's light, the taste of morning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2856000/</link>
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			<title>And So It Is and So It Was</title>
			<description>Dreams are real as long as they last.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2855837/</link>
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			<title>Father, Forgive Me</title>
			<description>I'm tired of thinking, and I am really tired of feeling.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2855756/</link>
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			<title>In The Falling I Am Free</title>
			<description>And if I fall and lose it all, let me fall with you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2855631/</link>
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			<title>Cry My Soul</title>
			<description>For love is the beauty of the soul.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2855534/</link>
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			<title>An Offering</title>
			<description>Night by light of the willow moon spills through hands of a silent saint.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2854819/</link>
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			<title>Somewhere Slower</title>
			<description>Time moves slowly but passes quickly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2854354/</link>
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			<title>Noticing the Wounded Butterfly</title>
			<description>The wound is the place where the Light enters you.  ~ Rumi</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2853341/</link>
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			<title>Everything That Touches Me</title>
			<description>Love rests better with the dead.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2852631/</link>
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			<title>Raindrops and Roses</title>
			<description>One flower opens; another closes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2851373/</link>
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			<title>All The Love I Have Ever Known</title>
			<description>All the love I have ever knownis the love that I gave to you,a fruitless seed that I have sownfrom which no blossoms ever grew.&amp;nbsp;I loved you deeper than the nightand loved you brighter than the day.I was the string; you were the kite.I fell as you were blown away.&amp;nbsp;A cold rain splashed upon ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2851214/</link>
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			<title>Noah's Dark</title>
			<description>Sometimes there is only pain and the need to make it stop.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2850586/</link>
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			<title>Dead To Me</title>
			<description>I would have died for you.  Now, you are dead to me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849904/</link>
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			<title>Love Bleeds Through The Cracks Of My Broken Heart</title>
			<description>After you left, a black hole swallowed my soul.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849807/</link>
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			<title>Dream The Wind</title>
			<description>She shuffles through the sands of time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849788/</link>
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			<title>Bluebonnets and Prairie-Fire</title>
			<description>A day without sunshine is like, you know, the night.  ~ Steve Martin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849711/</link>
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			<title>When Passion Was A Flame</title>
			<description>When you feel the burn and love every second of it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849324/</link>
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			<title>Bury My Bones (Interlocking Rubaiyat)</title>
			<description>Bury my bones in the bole of a tree.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849215/</link>
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			<title>There Is A Beauty To Sadness</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad.  And that&amp;rsquo;s sad.&amp;rdquo; ~ Marilyn Monroe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2849141/</link>
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			<title>The Great Wide Empty</title>
			<description>The heart shall pen its final beat
in brittle veins of paper skin
in ode to life lived incomplete &amp;ndash;
the great wide empty born within.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2848237/</link>
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			<title>If It Ever Happened At All</title>
			<description>The sun also sets. ~ Ernest Hemingway</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2847724/</link>
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			<title>Ray Of Light (In Memory of Ray Branham)</title>
			<description>There is a crack in everything.  That&amp;rsquo;s how the light gets in.  ~ Leonard Cohen</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2847669/</link>
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			<title>The Ghost Of You</title>
			<description>I want to be haunted again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2846961/</link>
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			<title>The Poetry Of Silence</title>
			<description>The last breath floats to the stars.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2846940/</link>
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			<title>Muse</title>
			<description>The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited. ~ Stephen King</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2846490/</link>
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			<title>When The House Burns Down</title>
			<description>Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.  ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2846306/</link>
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			<title>I Will Not Revisit The Past (Quatern)</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;re just another story I can&amp;rsquo;t tell anymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2846217/</link>
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			<title>Everything Is Nothing To Me (Quatern)</title>
			<description>My room is so quiet and empty, it hurts.  ~ Nina LaCour</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2845640/</link>
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			<title>A Thousand Miles Behind</title>
			<description>Most of love is lost.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2845564/</link>
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			<title>The Right Me (Kyrielle)</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;ll never be able to find yourself if you&amp;rsquo;re lost in someone else. ~ Colleen Hoover</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2844931/</link>
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			<title>How You Must Have Suffered To Pluck A Cloud</title>
			<description>I cannot shine where dark sorrows abide.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2844845/</link>
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			<title>Everyone Has A Story</title>
			<description>Life is lived in seasons.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2844375/</link>
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			<title>Everyday Ago</title>
			<description>Nostalgia:  A device that removes the ruts and potholes from memory lane. ~ Doug Larson</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2844240/</link>
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			<title>Not An Option</title>
			<description>Forgive yourself for the blindness that put you in the path of those who betrayed you.  Sometimes a good heart doesn't see the bad.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2844210/</link>
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			<title>Julie Jo (A Requiem)</title>
			<description>People raised on love see things differently than those raised on survival.  ~ Joy Marino</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2843967/</link>
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			<title>Sparrow and Crow</title>
			<description>Time:  What wrinkles the skin, wrinkles the soul.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2843550/</link>
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			<title>Wings (Kyrielle)</title>
			<description>Jump, and you will find out how to unfold your wings as you fall.  ~ Ray Bradbury</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2842951/</link>
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			<title>Black Bird White (Kyrielle)</title>
			<description>Lift me up.  Hold me down.  Keep me close.  Safe and sound.  ~ Rihanna</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2842749/</link>
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			<title>Gathering Green</title>
			<description>The pine stays green in winter &amp;hellip; wisdom in hardship.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/linmarvan/2842123/</link>
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