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			<title>Pouring Rain.</title>
			<description>All alone on insideStaring at the abyssAs it&amp;rsquo;s raining outsideThoughts without blissWhat just soHappens to be The best soundIn the world?The pouring rainDropping hard and slowOn any surface as The sun surrenders to the darknessA thunderstormOf pouring rainTo a..</description>
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			<title>Stranded.</title>
			<description>Stranded on an islandSurrounded by misery.As she&amp;rsquo;s contemplatingOn the day&amp;rsquo;s refrain.She&amp;rsquo;s pretended for too long,And now the smile begins to crack.Something has kept her here too long,And now that something's gone.There&amp;rsquo;s no hope left to carry her away,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nessxhNTR./175618/</link>
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			<title>Fall.</title>
			<description>As the last golden leaf falls to the ground,She stands there naked &amp;hellip; barren &amp;hellip; alone.The once green, leathery leaves cannot hide her secrets any longer.Stripped of her identityLooking down and seeing the part of herThat has long been deadThe secrets surround her nowI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nessxhNTR./168517/</link>
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			<title>She Was Barely There...</title>
			<description>She sat staring at the sky.Because she did not fit in.She just wanted to disappear.It was happening again.No one pays attentionNo one seems to careThey do not even say helloShe wishes it would soon endBut time is just dragging byEveryone is laughingThey&amp;rsquo;re all enjoying ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nessxhNTR./144803/</link>
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			<title>The Book.</title>
			<description>Blank pagesWritten in unseen inkSmeared with words of hate,And volumes of war.Filled with regret, despair,And ache to the world.Pictures painted in wordsOf a sky,Wounded in battle,And an earthCrying for mercyFor its people.Pages of a book never endingWrittenAbout our futu..</description>
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