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			<title>A Wonderful Day</title>
			<description>Stealing bodies, not wholesCleaning with the pestilence of the &quot;fellowship&quot;Separated by ideals of hurt and personal gainNot together, but collidedNothing saving one from the otherKeeping love for a rainy day&quot;It's always sunny in America!&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1644247/</link>
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			<title>A Streetcar Named Degeneration</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1644240/</link>
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			<title>Something About Hate</title>
			<description>Anger insideHate fills my bodyLove - it hates meThey all hate loveI'd give it all to theeDanger asideMy face, my bodyDaze, to reappearIt all comes backNot what I used to see</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1643890/</link>
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			<title>Lightly Used Goods Only</title>
			<description>Whatever. Mmm, edgy...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1535951/</link>
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			<title>Who Knows the Title?</title>
			<description>No revision, as usual.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1535942/</link>
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			<title>Shallow</title>
			<description>Tasty</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1535935/</link>
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			<title>Gothic Title III</title>
			<description>I did itI'm goneNever to be seen againI will never belong to another soulYours is the only other one...For no reason!No reason!So angry!Such hateSo deep insideSo dead insideWith potential to reviveWhere's the spark?Where?Inside.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1516602/</link>
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			<title>Gothic Title II</title>
			<description>Don't leave meI know there's temptationBut I can do itI promise youAid me, my loveHelp me love the darknessNot be tormented by...Let me save myselfNo...It is not up to you...I will</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1516597/</link>
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			<title>Never Can Have</title>
			<description>Save me, pleaseYou're the only one that canI've given up on myselfThere's depth in my desireSo deep is my passionRefer to the piece within the workMake it pretty with rhymes...Not this time.I can't make it pretty...I can't make me pretty...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1516587/</link>
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			<title>Gothic Title I</title>
			<description>I can assure you nothing is stoppingSo ridiculousSimple-mindedStuck in a loop of compulsionMistreat the one I loveHow much is deserved?I say next to noneI could be betterWhy am I not?I am so stuckSo stuck and so tiredI'm so tired...Beaten down by myselfBeaten down by realityA reality I can't acceptS..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1516568/</link>
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			<title>New S**t, F**k Tact</title>
			<description>F**k it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1476774/</link>
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			<title>Gotts Wiggle</title>
			<description>The sky isn't blue, but blackThere is too much...so coldThey all walk aroundWith smiles on their facesBut night falls, and their true colors are exposedNo smiles, no heartThey are not who I knewThe act - it gets too old...They are not meThey cannot beI cannot, they say not, I think I'm caughtIn a we..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1315675/</link>
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			<title>A Sad Song That Turns Happy Then Sad Again and Is Completely All Over the Place</title>
			<description>You tell me it has to stopBut I need to medicateYou can't see, but it's still thereI will find another fateI've been soaked and I have driedI have lived and I have diedLay alone, buried in liesThe hand has run out of timeLike a child, I've grown upStuck inside and spread apartThese words can rhyme, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1308041/</link>
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			<title>As You Can See, There Is No Meaning</title>
			<description>Laid deep within the cracks of realityIs a glowA source of due importance shows itselfHidden, pushed asideSeen as one, seen as noneSeen as done, seen by some.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1304554/</link>
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			<title>Puzzle</title>
			<description>I lay in pain, in solitudeAnd I see the light beyond the surfaceThere is a sense of peace, shared between two soulsMy nonsense does not reach a conclusionIt is only a journey, forever walkedDestination just out of reach, yet so far awayAnd when I die, the pieces will be held in the palm of my handAn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1304139/</link>
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			<title>Dead</title>
			<description>Punk song I wrote for my band.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1300420/</link>
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			<title>Squeezed</title>
			<description>She's the one who likesA plastic facePlastic eyesPlastic everything in betweenDesigner clothesNeon signBut where can the real girl be seen?Reputation is my mindAppearance is my heartEgo is my soulNever found apart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1278480/</link>
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			<title>Mushroom</title>
			<description>Not a poem. Although not a story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1278476/</link>
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			<title>I Am a Deep Piece of Writing</title>
			<description>Appreciate and glorify me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1276302/</link>
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			<title>Autoparalysis in the Mind of Kinesis</title>
			<description>Pour on woundsDisinfectWipe awayStitch me up.I've been healedBy warm embraceColdness prevailsLeaves a bitter taste.There's comfort in being sadBut with happiness, you always need to look out for disappointment.When you're already sadHow much worse could it get?Surely it will make little difference.W..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1258454/</link>
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			<title>Permanently Altered State of Mind in a Mind Not Seeking Permanent Alteration</title>
			<description>Set aside your sense of normalityWake up feeling like anotherHe who is not you has come to surfaceStartling, disappointing; distressing, curious.MirrorParalleled to the true selfI can see you, yet I cannotYou are lost to me, yet so within reach.I have failed somehowThis error: can it be fixed?Am I l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1253668/</link>
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			<title>Wasted Youth</title>
			<description>Angst, angst, angst...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1246260/</link>
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			<title>Schoolplace Misconceptions</title>
			<description>Fueled by teenage angst and observation. Guaranteed to cause controversy. Enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1245740/</link>
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			<title>To: Everyone, Ever</title>
			<description>There is something that I, after stating something yesterday, have realized applies to pretty much everything in my life.Everyone that I have ever had contact with has had some sort of an impact on my life, whether I consciously realize it or not. And I have had many good, bad, and 'whatever' experi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1242631/</link>
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			<title>Aggrolicious</title>
			<description>Voxxy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1241919/</link>
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			<title>Dimension Seven</title>
			<description>No life.....Leave me....set yourself free....Standing in cold water.....See me, blinded....Can you feel what I feel?False warmth....false comfort....Invade my peripherals....invade my spaceSeek me out....throw me away...Lights blink....on and off....Insane....not so sane....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1241828/</link>
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			<title>The Enemy is Myself?</title>
			<description>IMSINKINGINTOGISORGANIZEDTHOUGHTANDACTIONSBUTICANTSEEMTOSEETHEBRIGHTSIDEOFTHEBADTHINGSBUTISEETHEBRIGHTSIDEOFTHEBRIGHTTHINGSANDTHEBADSIDEOFEEFNIEFIEAFNBEIIINFIEIONDABIAPDADNIPANPOIIFN3IIFI3IIBIFIBIFBOne night, I was toldI could be anythingI could fly if I wanted toNo.It is said that &quot;By striving to d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1240973/</link>
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			<title>Was There Something Specific You Wanted?</title>
			<description>Well?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1239994/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Know.</title>
			<description>What the f**k is this anyway?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1239989/</link>
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			<title>Would You Please Shut the F**k Up?</title>
			<description>Thanks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1239962/</link>
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			<title>Bologna Sandwich</title>
			<description>Oh.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1239046/</link>
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			<title>Everything is Everything</title>
			<description>Pseudo-theory through pseudo-poetry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1239039/</link>
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			<title>Random Theories on Existence and Other Sensical-Nonsense</title>
			<description>This was pulled from my RevLeft post. Link is in the note.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1235554/</link>
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			<title>Sex</title>
			<description>Where do I start?Sex is much too overplayed. Taken so seriously to the point that people put restrictions on it, and disgrace and alienate those who take part in it. Now I realize that is a broad statement, and much too generalized. Not everyone is alienated for sexual participation. Right now, howe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1235152/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts</title>
			<description>I thought I would start a collection of my everyday thoughts and my take(s) on many things in the world. Maybe you'll enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1235132/</link>
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			<title>Psychonaut</title>
			<description>Breathe deep in the colorsSee yourselfYour true self.Find clarity in the voidMorph yourselfVenture onwardBend timeTime?Explore yourself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1233249/</link>
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			<title>Mayonnaise</title>
			<description>You are loved by some, hated by othersSo misunderstoodAlienated.&quot;Only in moderation,&quot; they say&quot;Just dump the whole jar on.&quot; says I.All discarded mayonnaise will be avengedI assure you.No condiment deserves condemnation.Mayonnaise of all jars, unite!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1232498/</link>
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			<title>Why Are You Wearing That Stupid Man Suit?</title>
			<description>So many hide themselvesTo &quot;keep up appearances&quot;Or to be &quot;proper&quot;Why pretend when you don't have to?If you don't put on enough makeup, will you be killed?If you don't lose enough weight, will you lose yourself?I find the ones who focus on their appearances the mostTo be the most repulsive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1232495/</link>
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			<title>Meh</title>
			<description>To the ones who don't understandI am insane. Psychotic.To the ones who don't acceptMy self-awareness is arrogance.To the ones who pretend to understandI am just like you.To the ones who opposeI am idiotic....To these I react, and sayI am proud to be insane.To be psychotic.&quot;Arrogant,&quot; idiotic.But I a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1232044/</link>
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			<title>IV. Position of the Communists in Relation to the Various Existing Opposition Parties</title>
			<description>Section II has made clear the relations of the Communists to theexisting working-class parties, such as the Chartists in Englandand the Agrarian Reformers in America.The Communists fight for the attainment of the immediate aims,for the enforcement of the momentary interests of the working..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1232004/</link>
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			<title>III. Socialist and Communist Literature</title>
			<description>1. REACTIONARY SOCIALISMA. Feudal SocialismOwing to their historical position, it became the vocation of thearistocracies of France and England to write pamphlets againstmodern bourgeois society.  In the French revolution of July 1830,and in the English reform agitation, these aristo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1232002/</link>
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			<title>II. Proletarians and Communists</title>
			<description>In what relation do the Communists stand to the proletarians as awhole?The Communists do not form a separate party opposed to otherworking-class parties.They have no interests separate and apart from those of theproletariat as a whole.They do not set up any sectarian principles of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1232000/</link>
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			<title>I. Bourgeois and Proletarians</title>
			<description>The history of all hitherto existing societies is the historyof class struggles.Freeman and slave, patrician and plebeian, lord and serf,guild-master and journeyman, in a word, oppressor and oppressed,stood in constant opposition to one another, carried on anuninterrupted, now hidden, no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1231997/</link>
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			<title>Preamble</title>
			<description>A spectre is haunting Europe: the spectre ofcommunism. All the powers of old Europe have entered into a holy allianceto exorcise this spectre: Pope and Tsar, Metternich and Guizot, FrenchRadicals and German police-spies. Where is the party in opposition that has not been decried as com..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1231994/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Communist Manifesto&quot;</title>
			<description>&quot;The revolutionary economic, political, and social treatise that has transfigured the world&quot; by Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1231989/</link>
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			<title>Mikhail Bakunin &quot;God and the State&quot; Excerpt(s)</title>
			<description>Clearly not an original work. I am copying Bakunin's words here in hopes of bringing certain things to certain people's attention. From Chapter 1 of the aforementioned book.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1230084/</link>
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			<title>The Workers</title>
			<description>Representative of the struggle of the working class and the poor under the ruling system of capitalism and oppression.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1225362/</link>
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			<title>Let Go</title>
			<description>Not what most would consider &quot;true&quot; poetry, but I don't really care this time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1190045/</link>
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			<title>A Thing That Has No Title</title>
			<description>Victory is a beautiful roseA rose that will witherAnd wiltAnd...dieDefeat is truthTruth opens the eyesOpened eyes leads to an open mindAn open mind...leads to life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1162508/</link>
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			<title>Binary</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Snard/1155605/</link>
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