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		<description>The original writings of author Kia</description>
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			<title>Heart Break</title>
			<description>To Kena....who knows exactly how I feel all the time...I love you girl...we'll find our rainbow one day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/341592/</link>
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			<title>Save Me</title>
			<description>ConsumedBy grief and painConfusion and doubtAnger and lonelinessThe walls are cavingAnd I can't breatheLonging to be farUnder a gray skyDodging rain dropsI've had days like thisBut I thought they were long goneBits of happiness keep me groundedStamp out the pain long enough..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/337108/</link>
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			<title>Take Me Away</title>
			<description>Take me awayEven if for a dayTo where I can hear ocean wavesAnd bathe in the sunWhere the sea air is clearAnd problems ride the tideUntil they are unseenThe breeze plays patty cakeWith my eyelashesAnd the sea creatures swimAnd play hide and seek with the cloudsRain is too far t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/337105/</link>
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			<title>Never Alone</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Who do I becomeWho was INever had dreamsOf what I wanted to beWhen I grew upToo busy fightingFor what I can't even rememberSo here I amLost and AloneJust like I was years agoNothing seems to have changedBut the years gone byWaitNow I seeAlone? NoI'm hereTo look ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/304846/</link>
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			<title>Monday Blues</title>
			<description>I was in such a funk at this time of my life, which was not that long ago...So glad i made it out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/303433/</link>
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			<title>Those Things I Miss</title>
			<description>Dedicated to Herschal Brightful 6/13/53 to 3/4/97</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/303429/</link>
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			<title>The Meeting</title>
			<description>A daydream I have about meeting my true love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/299451/</link>
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			<title>I Hate You</title>
			<description>dedicated to my current struggle</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/295557/</link>
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			<title>Blame Game</title>
			<description>do not blame othersfor your mistakesof love you thought was therewhen you've played this part beforedo not blame othersfor your rutyou have all the ability to rise above and conquerdo not blame othersfor&amp;nbsp; what you have experienced in the pastthey have no control of this and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/246443/</link>
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			<title>Love Letter</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Love Letter&amp;nbsp;We met when i was youngI didn't know everything about youBut I knew enough to know you were goodWe were casual at firstThen i got in that rebellious stageI broke it offBut you still wanted meYou still were in loveBut I ignored itDoing my own &amp;quot;thang..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/246439/</link>
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			<title>Hold On</title>
			<description>holding onto things that cannot bebut still we hold onwhy? we know it's no gooddangerousbad for usbut still we are enticed even to the edge of death at timesbut still we holdhold onto people uncaringof our struggles and needscaring maybe, but not enoughwe hold hoping for ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kbrightful/242943/</link>
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			<title>Out of Self</title>
			<description>What of the child who will go to sleep hungryOr of the one afraid to even go homeHow about the teen who has no homeAnd has to prostitute for shelterWhat of the woman who is beaten dailyBut stays because she knows nothing elseWhat of the man who actually triesFailsAnd is not sure wher..</description>
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