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		<description>The original writings of author Pleiades</description>
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			<title>Icy Fate</title>
			<description>Icy Fate&amp;nbsp;Caught in a tundra of stagnation,We falter in our own steps, crashing.Breaking through the ice, melting into oblivion,For the snow channels deep, menacing, resilient.&amp;nbsp;For every step is a choice, cautious, deliberate,As the snow may break, compromising our stanceE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/423221/</link>
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			<title>Here; Is the Time of Existance</title>
			<description>Here ;Is the Time To Exist&amp;nbsp;Head lowered in bewildered silence,Dragging about this plane of existenceWithout an inherent purpose to follow henceEstranged is my purpose here.&amp;nbsp;Trudging silently on the asphalt,Leaving not a trace of my wandering;But, silent as my present is m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/289700/</link>
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			<title>A Disruptive Flow Becomes Me</title>
			<description>A Disruptive Flow Becomes Me&amp;nbsp;I deem to stand tallAgainst the tempest trials,Which whisk our wills to dust,Scattered upon the horizon&amp;rsquo;s mist.&amp;nbsp;Apart of this means I am,A core of essential worth,Forming an insignificant holdTo an empire of glory of us.&amp;nbsp;Human..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/289275/</link>
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			<title>Losing Self Within Self</title>
			<description>Losing Self Within Self&amp;nbsp;Winding through the vortices of time,A life without a ceasing moment,Nor a void to embrace as just;But a constant reminder of conscious turmoil.&amp;nbsp;Spinning within a falling empireThat takes on the embassy of time,A run-away towards a sanction of safe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/289270/</link>
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			<title>For Granted is Our Fortune Taken</title>
			<description>For Granted is Our Fortune Taken&amp;nbsp;Bathed within the cleanlinessThe cool drink of purityWashing through our tainted veinsEver cleansing the build-up of hate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Tis a daily remorse, susceptible to crimes of humanityWatching the torturing mindsTaking advantage of subordi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/288321/</link>
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			<title>Conscious Abandonment of Title</title>
			<description>I have recently started again reading the Tao Te Ching; hence, some of my works belong rightly to a saga of this Daoist philosophy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/288320/</link>
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			<title>Awaiting My Love's Desire</title>
			<description>Awaiting My Love&amp;rsquo;s Desire&amp;nbsp;Flowing forward through the motions of time,I watch them go.Releasing the ends of bliss through gesture,As their paradise forms wondrous tides&amp;hellip; without me.&amp;nbsp;I am the observer, upon their horizon I gazeTowards the utopia of Eden&amp;rsquo;s ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/286183/</link>
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			<title>The Fallen Beauty</title>
			<description>The Fallen Beauty&amp;nbsp;Twittering silence fills the nature&amp;rsquo;s calmWith the singing serenades enlightening songThat brings everlasting paradise upon those whom shareThe very love for beauty, limited not to nature&amp;rsquo;s care&amp;nbsp;But beauty is found within the tumbling watersAnd..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/277446/</link>
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			<title>The Mind of Maya</title>
			<description>Poem two of the Eckart Tolle Series</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/259143/</link>
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			<title>The Enlightenment of Human Consciousness</title>
			<description>I've started a series of poems based on the philosophies of Eckart Tolle, an author revealed to me by a very close friend. I have found that we think very much alike and I wanted to use his years of thought for my own development.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/259141/</link>
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			<title>Spiritual Utopia</title>
			<description>Another one of those spiritual questions moments.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/255682/</link>
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			<title>Spiritual Shadows</title>
			<description>I've also embraced the idea of vices vs. virtues. It is fun to examine how humans look at these outlets and how we practice more of the vices in our everyday life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/250689/</link>
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			<title>Meditative Lonliness</title>
			<description>I believe that embracing a life of zen, simple and pure is the key to happiness. Listening to the spirit sing and becoming one with that spirit. Meditation is a wonderful outlet...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/250687/</link>
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			<title>Answers to Mortality</title>
			<description>A continuation of the process of death, capturing th thoughts of one in limbo of life and death. If the conscious still exists at this time I do not know; however, its fun to think about the possibility that it does.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/249119/</link>
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			<title>I Hear You Speak</title>
			<description>This trys to outline some of the fears and anxieties that all of us as human being try to encompass... being death.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/249117/</link>
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			<title>As the Soul Cries</title>
			<description>I am often at angst to why so many people shut out their spiritual dialogue or post-pone it until death. Thus, I urge everyone to truly look into themselves and find their true meaning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/248832/</link>
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			<title>Questions of Dharma</title>
			<description>I often find myself pondering whether or not I am on a good path to truly fulfil myself; or, am I simply fulfilling my past dreams in a field that I have invested so much time in.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/248830/</link>
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			<title>Spiritual Growing Pains</title>
			<description>This is an outline of my basic cognitions at this point in my life that influences a lot of my poetry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pleiades/248825/</link>
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