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			<title>The Almost Lover</title>
			<description>I used to drown in your kissI used to drown in your kissDragging blades for symmetrical scarsDragging blades for symmetrical scarsI used your kiss to drownSymmetrical blades dragging for scarsThe thinning almost lover and her big girl dreamThe thinning almost lover and her big girl d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/252762/</link>
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			<title>Outside the Four Walls</title>
			<description>I wonder if the people who did not have electricity truly appreciated how beautiful life was with expansive untouched woods and gurgling creeks...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249738/</link>
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			<title>To the Lost, the Fallen, the Belittled and Broken Hearted</title>
			<description>I'd split my soul just so you'd know, just so you'd know...But you let go, you let go.Extended palm left unknown, fingertips forlorn and aloneMy temperature rises. My eyes, they begin to sting...I can't be close if i'm not bleeding.I can't be close if I'm still breathing.Overwrought ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249737/</link>
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			<title>Scarlet Pandemonium</title>
			<description>It's a colour form poem. For information on the details on the form, feel free to ask. It's quite basic.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249735/</link>
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			<title>The Deja Vu Remains</title>
			<description>The morning coffee boils overMy stomach's churning as you take a step forwardand I step back&amp;nbsp;Like an ocean, widespread and neverendingI can't see past the failing horizonColours morphing into black and white,black and white, black and white&amp;nbsp;Firm in my back pocket contains..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249733/</link>
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			<title>In the Nightingale's Song</title>
			<description>temperamental, furious, raging, ever-changingthe tempor, the swallowed fear, the jutting of tiny girl's bodyi'm in the song of the nightingale, the song of the stormswirling, indefinite, soaked, and runningthe rain, the currents, howling screams of windi'm in the song of the nightingale,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249179/</link>
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			<title>Untitled (Dear Ex-Lover)</title>
			<description>This is an epistle.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249176/</link>
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			<title>Brickwalls</title>
			<description>This is my favorite paradelle that I've ever written. Please critique.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lemonique/249171/</link>
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