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		<description>The original writings of author Caitlin</description>
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			<title>Feverish</title>
			<description>Maybe getting the words out will help me stop feeling this way...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/320891/</link>
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			<title>Long Lost Lover</title>
			<description>I dream some odd and normal things. This is one of those moments.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312707/</link>
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			<title>If Seasons Had Tastes</title>
			<description>More whiny love poetry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312706/</link>
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			<title>Dreaming Darkness</title>
			<description>The intricacies of dreaming.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312705/</link>
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			<title>Undefined 8/8</title>
			<description>A rough cut of song lyrics I was inspired to write.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312704/</link>
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			<title>Captivate</title>
			<description>Short and sweet.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312702/</link>
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			<title>Wearing the Bruises Like a Badge</title>
			<description>Just more prosey poetry</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312701/</link>
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			<title>When Both of Our Cars Collide</title>
			<description>A bit of poetic prose I just spat out onto paper.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312700/</link>
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			<title>Blameless</title>
			<description>Short and sweet.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312693/</link>
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			<title>The Things I Wish I Could Say</title>
			<description>The things I wish I could say in NO PARTICULAR ORDER.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/312692/</link>
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			<title>Another Day In Hell</title>
			<description>The progression of decay from start to finish</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/252718/</link>
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			<title>Wide awake for days</title>
			<description>A panic induced poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/252717/</link>
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			<title>Drunken Princess</title>
			<description>The haze that accompanies a late night hangover.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/252716/</link>
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			<title>Nicotine and Ativan</title>
			<description>It really sucks when you feel this way on a daily basis.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/252715/</link>
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			<title>Barren Ecstacy</title>
			<description>Perhaps, behind the canopy of trees, you'll get a bit more than you bargained for.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/252714/</link>
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			<title>What We've Got</title>
			<description>It was just a dream. Just a dream.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/252712/</link>
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			<title>The subtleties of heartbreak</title>
			<description>The lonliness is deep within my soulI can't seem to escape it,wandering the streetsand feeling lost as the moon shines downupon my back.You have made me who I am,You have inspired me.And still you continue to inspire me,but not in ways I ever would have wanted.Only the thoughtof ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/223068/</link>
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			<title>Second Life</title>
			<description>I wishI had some inspirationBesides&amp;nbsp;postmodern telecommunicationTorridAffairs of love and liesBehindthey sink through perfect eyesAloneI try to make the switchBeyondPerfect wife and perfect b***hAwakenightmares bring horridDreamsThings will be better tomorrowMayb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/223049/</link>
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			<title>Inspiration May. be. Lacking.</title>
			<description>Baby steps. Just take it day by day.Baby steps, one more and you'll make it through.Endure. Why does that word sound so foreign to me?Yield. Signs on the street guiding my life.Nevermind the childish games, I want you here and now.Forget the fact you're broken merchandise, you can be fixed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/223045/</link>
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			<title>Nondescript</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;So go ahead,&amp;quot;I yell, as you walk out the door in front of me.&amp;quot;A w***e has a thousand names,&amp;quot;I cry, but no tears will come,&amp;quot;What does it mean to have one more?&amp;quot;I was always a lover,not a fighter,but for you I'm prepared to fight.&amp;quot;Take it all, why ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/222911/</link>
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			<title>Interconnected</title>
			<description>1.Remember how full your heart was?Your surprise as I asked you,many kind turns.I could always hearyour safe, soft laughterrocking me to sleep at night.And still I dream.Why?2.&amp;quot;It's quiet here tonight,&amp;quot; she said,her eyes were full of stars.The whispers on the street..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/222909/</link>
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			<title>Fruitless Harvest</title>
			<description>Squeeze tighter and shemight disappear.Her body deep within your private embrace,Explain why she wants thisso much?Strip her downand view her bare,are we speaking of the soul?Or the flesh?Lead her deep out to the wood,and harvest the lustcontemplated this season.Over and ov..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Circlehas1side/222906/</link>
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