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		<description>The original writings of author dEj</description>
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			<title>My Love has no....</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/235605/</link>
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			<title>~ Music of Life ~</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;My Father in Heaven taught me,&amp;nbsp;as the orchestra of the Universeplays the symphony of Life,we are the&amp;nbsp;beautiful notes.&amp;nbsp;The happiest danceis when we conduct ourselvesaccordinglyin this wonderfilled arrangement.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;(C) all rights reserved 2008 dEj</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/223604/</link>
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			<title>~ What Love Wants ~</title>
			<description>'What Love Wants'Love desires notbut of itselfLove takes notand returns allDoes not suffocatebutresuscitatesenvigoratesoxygenatesLife&amp;nbsp;Love questions notand answers allIt is not a challengeIt is it's own rewardIt moves not backwardbut only forwardIt cripples n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/223553/</link>
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			<title>~ Love is Blind? ~</title>
			<description>love is blind?could thistruly be?does not real love flourishin spite ofbecause ofall it does see?As a little wingowned bybutterfly or bee,flies by the acient treeleaf brown and torn,does not imperfection adorn thee?as my wrinkle and staindo adorn meand provide contrast..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/223551/</link>
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			<title>~ The Four Loves ~</title>
			<description>inspired the C.S. Lewis book of the same name</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/223547/</link>
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			<title>~ My Friends ~</title>
			<description>a tribute to friends near and far</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/223544/</link>
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			<title>~ Fiddler Crabs ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;~Fiddler Crabs~Nothing between usBut an Ocean of Love.We skip down to it,LaughingHeart in Heart.Out of the cornerof my &amp;quot;bicycle eye&amp;quot;wanting glancestiny lingers on the breastknowing within your Heart dwells.And we Break!running from the deafening roarand so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220437/</link>
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			<title>~ Will ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;will dEj 01.30.08in our searchfor the will to our way,we must first discoverthe way to our will.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220170/</link>
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			<title>~ Proverbs ~</title>
			<description>Proverbs&amp;nbsp; dEjHonor Thyself, not before, but always equal to all.Confrontation is an attempt to preserve a relationship.We are mirrors reflecting the soul of life.A mirror without reflection has no worth.&amp;nbsp;Remember that we never will please all, we shall however,&amp;nbsp;wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220166/</link>
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			<title>~ Preamble ~</title>
			<description>~Preamble~ Category: Writing and PoetryAhh!&amp;nbsp;Love will ramble,wanderingin and out.Hearts caught,torn,trapped,on thorn and bramble.All for whatand for naught;with lusty lookacross horizons,nothing morethan throaty preamble....without constitution.&amp;nbsp;dEj 01..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220164/</link>
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			<title>~ Opening Line ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;~Opening Line~&amp;nbsp; dEjLook Damnit!Look at me now....Now look away.&amp;nbsp;Quietly,with latent artifice,look away.&amp;nbsp;Pretending to read that book,stolen glances,furtive purchases,meaningless investments,from the corner of your eye.&amp;nbsp;As all is inevitable,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220161/</link>
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			<title>My Love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;my loveI would give her my life!and in fact,be gifted back.Reflected,magnified,as if projectedthrough diamond prism.dEj 10.16.07</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220158/</link>
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			<title>Ode to Lady Slippers</title>
			<description>ode to Lady Slippers ~ a poem for J!Cutting through the dawn mist,Entering darkened forest vast,Wandering in the quietude.Solitude so divine,Time stood still,and dared not pass.Wandering through bramble and thorn,Clothing snagged,But heart untorn.I come upon a clearingwhere sun..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220156/</link>
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			<title>~ Flip Flop Day ~</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;~just..Damnwhat a flip-flop day!Benched and sun-drenched,bare toes teasedby warm breeze....Dancing treesAbove my eyes,Cerulean skies,Clouds Puffy white....with love brightAdoringly adorningas Bright BowsDancing in that young girl's hairThis Gracious Morning!Gayl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220151/</link>
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			<title>Conscientous Objector</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;~Conscientious Objector~Life was never meant to feel like struggle,admittedly at timesit undeniably shall be.Life had no designto resemble tragedy,yet all too oftenit certainly will be.And if Life manifestitself to you as war,pray find yourself not,the conscientious..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220148/</link>
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			<title>~Cleaners~</title>
			<description>this Poem is dedicated to the memory of Henry Charles 'Hank' Bukowskiin my humble estimationsimply the Greatest Poet Novelist of the 20th Centurynever disguising his words behind nuance and artful intellectbut hated for his truth.... a hero to me.there was no planit simply happened and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220135/</link>
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			<title>All</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;~All~in the algebra of the universewe danceorganic rythyms a place not far or neara place not there nor herea place undefinedyet brilliantly cleara place we callALLwe shall meet there.....a place we do share.....dEj 01.22.08</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220124/</link>
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			<title>A Prayer of Thanksgiving</title>
			<description>an everyday thing ;~)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220119/</link>
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			<title>A Joy</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A Joy&amp;nbsp;your every worda single strokeof hummingbirds wing&amp;nbsp;together inflightthey singand the humbecomes a roar&amp;nbsp;dEj 10.15.07</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dEj/220117/</link>
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