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		<description>The original writings of author Deranged Kiwi</description>
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			<title>The Window</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I look out my window and I see nothing. Sure there is the house next door with a backyard peppered with trees. I see the gray sky looming overhead giving birth to millions upon millions of delicate flurries; carelessly ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/467854/</link>
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			<title>Standing Still</title>
			<description>I stand&amp;hellip;Silent,Waiting,Watching.Shallow truths denaturedHollow promises vanishTime..Here,There,Always.Breathing in the pastAnd Shedding the futureWhy bother?We&amp;rsquo;re only passing timeWaiting for our ticket to be called Game over</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/463254/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>It twinkled on a slender fingerWhispering promises of what would beBlind...Now I knowIt never wasAnd never will beTonight we aren&amp;rsquo;t fightingWe aren&amp;rsquo;t speaking at allAlone in my foolishnessYet againIn this god forsaken void of absenceWith the broken reminder, gle..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/462080/</link>
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			<title>Love Me</title>
			<description>Completely edited and restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/240370/</link>
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			<title>To Make Things New</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;I go to make all things new&amp;quot; Revelations 21:5</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/240345/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Life</title>
			<description>Restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/229317/</link>
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			<title>Silent Screams</title>
			<description>Restored and edited.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/229315/</link>
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			<title>A Bittersweet Farewell</title>
			<description>Restored and Edited.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/229296/</link>
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			<title>Picture Perfect</title>
			<description>A stand-in familyFor the picture perfect portraitProblems concealed with fake smilesPlastered on like a fawkesian mask&amp;nbsp;The ever absent fatherLeading an obstructive double lifeThe lord of all lechers and duke of all drunkardsAbusive and abrasive in mannerA pretentious prick&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226932/</link>
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			<title>Jump</title>
			<description>Completely altered from &amp;quot;I Jump&amp;quot;.
This is about all the people lost on 9/11. Rest in Peace.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226918/</link>
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			<title>My Everything</title>
			<description>Restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226680/</link>
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			<title>Instant Messenger</title>
			<description>Restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226678/</link>
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			<title>Overdose</title>
			<description>Restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226677/</link>
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			<title>A Night to Remember: One of Two</title>
			<description>Restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226672/</link>
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			<title>Drawn Together: Two of Two</title>
			<description>Restored.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/226670/</link>
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			<title>Apathy</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A lethal epidemicSo listlessly ignoredSweeping through a nationDeafening the imagination of thoughtDistancing us from progressWoven, stealthily, in the hidden crevices of our mindsA P A T H Y&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/225439/</link>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>Existing in its non-existenceDestroyer of freedoms men have bled and died forSpeech disappears, now safe from criticismAmplifying the very clockTicking away the few moments you have leftOnly to follow in the wake of Death, itselfS I L E N C E</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/225431/</link>
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			<title>The Other, Me</title>
			<description>Semi-exaggerated reflection of self.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fr0mMyHeartx/214903/</link>
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