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		<description>The original writings of author C.J.Rohl</description>
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			<title>Question</title>
			<description>Adult bodyAdolecent mindSoul somehow innetwinedWhat purpose?So hard to findI'll find my way?You liedTransparent wordsBetter left unheardThe hand I've turnedBetter off burnedAshes easily blow awayPain staysStabbing heart and soulForever taking tollMy mistakesDebts neve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarcasticcynicis/218920/</link>
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			<title>Conveniently Sick</title>
			<description>My apologies to the offensive language that is contained in this poem...a lot of pain influenced the writing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarcasticcynicis/217250/</link>
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			<title>Circular</title>
			<description>I live in my own circular world of closed doorsNo-so patiently waiting for one to re-openIt doesn't much matter to me whichSomeone please just let me outCan no one hear my cries for helpOr have the lead walls I've built around myselfKept my vibes from being felt&amp;nbsp;I once found san..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarcasticcynicis/217244/</link>
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			<title>A Man...Nobody's toy</title>
			<description>I cried tonight and for the first time it felt rightFor I shed the tears of a man not those of a boyEven as I recalled the times I was another's toy&amp;nbsp;Yet I'm still haunted by the yearsIn which I suppressed these fearsThat survive in my present and pastThese memories I've buried so ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sarcasticcynicis/217236/</link>
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			<title>Blind Man's Burden</title>
			<description>I look in the mirror and what do I seeA Blind man starring back at meWith his crooked face and his crooked eyesSeeing reality in your crooked lies&amp;nbsp;I follow my blind manFor he knows the truthWhile you fear the blind manWith his hangman's noose&amp;nbsp;For the truth shines light ..</description>
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