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		<description>The original writings of author Mr Marathon</description>
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			<title>Ravens and Tygers</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The raven, the tygerfrom the moment when I awokein bed I laidmy were lips on fireher cold side of the mattressI swam away from those garish thoughtsin and out of her embracefrom bleary dreams did I followeven as she pushed me to sorrowinto the bleakest of blundersouts..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/245100/</link>
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			<title>suffocating the conscious</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I am now drifting in and out of consciousness &amp;ndash;out of sleep &amp;ndash;in and out of it, like coming up for air out of waterdrinking heavy liquidsparks awarenessI feel terribly threatened, my medicine hurtsIs it the monster I consumed?my body is becoming nauseated, buil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/245093/</link>
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			<title>lack of sleep, dreaming Tropics</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I will not dream tonightI have not slept for daysmy bed is dusted with a  plethora of undigested thoughtsmy throat is hanging harangued from the decrepit depths of a constipated mindit is bloated by the the tropic of cancermy eyes are seeping with narcissism looking off to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/245091/</link>
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			<title>Bad Liver</title>
			<description>This is a poem I submitted before. I rewrote it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/245088/</link>
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			<title>Something I am not, something I've never been</title>
			<description>My name is 21, professional imploder</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/245081/</link>
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			<title>Mauve Beach</title>
			<description>Grotesque. Seriously grotesque</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/227466/</link>
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			<title>Ode to Language [revised]</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Ode to Language&amp;nbsp;This language is Shak-spear's tongue that has twisted our foolsWith spores of curls and tails of puns that crack with time&amp;nbsp;My language?It is the bastardization of the Slavic'sthe result of lover's enchantment,European conquerers,the pillaging &amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226712/</link>
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			<title>Meet Dylan</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;What the f**k ya think this is, kid? A baby factory? Get on out of here! Scram!&quot; A tall man with a scar on his cheek shouts this out at the top of his lungs as the beggars linger around searching for scraps and metal. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226533/</link>
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			<title>The Nakedness</title>
			<description>A woman walks into a man's home naked.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226531/</link>
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			<title>Descending the Piano Savannah</title>
			<description>inspired by art.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226527/</link>
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			<title>I was attached</title>
			<description>a man married a woman.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226198/</link>
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			<title>Strip Club</title>
			<description>describing a place in a strange way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226195/</link>
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			<title>A Male Perspective on The Vagina Monologues</title>
			<description>My experience at a local performance of the Vagina Monologues.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226192/</link>
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			<title>structureless city goes and collapses on itself</title>
			<description>A city is described. It is a being with that is infested with terrible things going around.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mrmarathon/226189/</link>
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