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			<title>Our Fathers Den</title>
			<description>This is dedicated to Samone for her loss.</description>
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			<title>The Ranting Liguist</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For the curiousHere's to the obliviousJus for the setFiber optic directI'm a sedative in my dialectSlow your thinkingAnd expand on grammaticismSpit my intuitionToo many speak fanaticismSometimes I think to myselfWhat's this s**t they spittin&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Multiple00/214864/</link>
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			<title>Speak To Me</title>
			<description>Speak to me peacefully And I'll give you a piece of meTalk to me like a human beingThen we can write a song to sing&amp;nbsp;We can share words Speak on this that and the thirdFill the air with adjectives, nouns and verbsForget about silence yo I wanna be heard&amp;nbsp;Rap to me openl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Multiple00/207368/</link>
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			<title>I AM Who I Am</title>
			<description>I am who I am and I feel how I feelNothing I can do yo the deals been sealedSo I cope with my fucked up ways like whateverI'm not afraid of getting wet yeah I stay in stormy weatherHowever, I'm use to hardshipsF**k it my life's a gauntletI never had a choice but to walk itGot nothing t..</description>
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			<title>Candy Addicts</title>
			<description>Introducing my self induced addictionTighten the tourniquet then take the syringe and stab meRush life through a main arteryI'm high now and nothing can bother meVeins hollowGlassy eyed staring at the bottom of a bottleI've more than filled my tumbler with spiritsSo I could drink away ..</description>
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			<title>Our Angry Mother</title>
			<description>Today's dark place void of time and spaceHumanity's disgrace degrades the earth at an unimaginable pace All trees' weep now, not just the willowsThe skies now look angryThe clouds no longer soft like pillowsTechnology steals the soulLost to digital cable and video game consolesAn obese..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Multiple00/172198/</link>
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			<title>Do You Ever Wonder</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Do you ever wonder how we've made it this far,As different as we both are.What is it that keeps us holding on? What is it that makes our bond so strong?Is it the misunderstandings, arguments, the times apart?Or is it the unspoken emotions which lie deep within our hearts?Is it so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Multiple00/170044/</link>
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			<title>My Life, My Self</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Rain drops upon roof topsTin roof's sound like snare drums beating nonstopStormy nights produce liquefied flightsEye's slit soaring to new heights as I begin to write during twilightI think about my road ahead as time ticks awayWorries and stress causing my hair to turn greyNothi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Multiple00/166892/</link>
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			<title>The LQ</title>
			<description>Inspired by a part time grind I hold</description>
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			<title>E-Mail</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Yo I'm sorry; I could have sworn I woke up to a perfect day. At least that's what I thought at the time but anyway. After all these years you'd figure I've learned to wait before jumping to conclusions. Find solutions and stop wasting my time with pointless delusions. Get on with what I have..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Multiple00/165284/</link>
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