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		<description>The original writings of author Ethale Captor</description>
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			<title>Inside</title>
			<description>&quot;One may be able to fool everyone around him, but he will never be able to truly fool himself.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1163544/</link>
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			<title>Anger</title>
			<description>&quot;If you become blinded by anger, you will trip over words you can never take back.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161388/</link>
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			<title>Immorality</title>
			<description>&quot;The looser grip you have on life, the faster your morals will slide through your fingers.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161387/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>&quot;Don't look AT love, look THROUGH it.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161386/</link>
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			<title>Repetition</title>
			<description>&quot;Repetition is the grindstone on which we sharpen perfection.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161384/</link>
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			<title>Reassurance</title>
			<description>&quot;Sometimes understanding through silence can be more assuring that condolence through words.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161382/</link>
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			<title>Glass</title>
			<description>&quot;When glass shatters, do not look at it as a whole as broken, but rather look at the shards as new pieces to create something else with.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161380/</link>
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			<title>Senses</title>
			<description>&quot;We people are spoiled by our physical senses. Instead, try listening with your heart, looking with your mind, and touching with your soul.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161376/</link>
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			<title>Heart</title>
			<description>&quot;If someone is tugging at your heart strings, tug back, because they may want you to pull them aboard.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161374/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts</title>
			<description>&quot;Do not recklessly drop your thoughts as a boulder into still water, but skillfully place them as you would skip a stone across the surface.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161369/</link>
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			<title>Accusations</title>
			<description>&quot;If judging is quick, the judged are always quicker.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161368/</link>
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			<title>Window</title>
			<description>&quot;The more cracks the window to the past holds, the more shattered the one to the future will be.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161364/</link>
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			<title>Perfection</title>
			<description>&quot;If we do not put forth perfection into a task, then the task is not worth our time.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1161363/</link>
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			<title>Actions</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;If you do not own your actions of past, they will own you.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148678/</link>
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			<title>Influence</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;The only reason I am looking up to so many people is so many people are looking down on me.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148676/</link>
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			<title>Who We Are</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Not only are we who we are, but we are who we choose to be.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148411/</link>
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			<title>Problems</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Problems are a fact of life, but worry is a choice.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148410/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;It doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter how beat up you are or what you do, Life is always going to knock you back down. The choice is whether or not you get back up.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148404/</link>
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			<title>Trust</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Trust is the end of the rope held by the one being trusted, because the one trusting is in the noose.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148403/</link>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;One should always choose his words carefully, yet bear in mind that the words withheld are those with a higher probability of never having the chance to be said.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148400/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;The love you kindle so intently can become like a double-edged sword. When wielded by the wrong person, it will lay hold of those you hold dearest, felling them as its victims.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148396/</link>
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			<title>Truth</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;The truth doesn&amp;rsquo;t always lie somewhere where we would like to find it.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148395/</link>
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			<title>Proverbs</title>
			<description>This is not exactly a book, or novel of any sort, but it is the only category I can file my proverbs under to keep them in one group.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1148394/</link>
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			<title>Demon</title>
			<description>Inspired by the song Nymphetamine by Cradle of Fifth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1127106/</link>
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			<title>The Waltz of One</title>
			<description>My lone walk of life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1126484/</link>
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			<title>Oh Why...?</title>
			<description>A song I wrote for my Music class and was requested to upload.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1126479/</link>
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			<title>D.E.S.P.E.R.A.T.I.O.N.</title>
			<description>Can you find the meaning of the title in the poem?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1116404/</link>
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			<title>Mother, Mother</title>
			<description>'Tis self explanatory.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1116402/</link>
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			<title>Peculiar Feeling</title>
			<description>Why must this haunt me...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1112946/</link>
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			<title>In Memory Of You</title>
			<description>Emotion is either useless or powerful.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1112942/</link>
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			<title>Ended This Way</title>
			<description>Has it truly ended this way?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1112940/</link>
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			<title>Desperation</title>
			<description>A poem for someone dear to me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1103496/</link>
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			<title>Save Me</title>
			<description>A simple request.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1103493/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare Reality</title>
			<description>If waking up FROM a nightmare is awful, try waking up TO one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1103485/</link>
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			<title>Timeless Night</title>
			<description>Caught in a place that won't last forever.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1082177/</link>
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			<title>Awaken</title>
			<description>Awaken me to the day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1082175/</link>
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			<title>Survived</title>
			<description>When a victim to murder survives...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1082173/</link>
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			<title>Until Death Do We Part</title>
			<description>A continuation/parody of my previous poem 'I'm Sorry'.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1072669/</link>
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			<title>I'm Sorry</title>
			<description>An unrequitted love poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1072664/</link>
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			<title>Hollow Soul</title>
			<description>I tend to be so indecisive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067153/</link>
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			<title>My Very Last</title>
			<description>Myself disagrees with me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067150/</link>
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			<title>Paralyzed</title>
			<description>Paralyzed in the time I wished on a dying star for.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067148/</link>
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			<title>October</title>
			<description>Happy Birthday, my October Birthday.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067142/</link>
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			<title>Little Girl</title>
			<description>It was about time, she has had enough.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067141/</link>
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			<title>I Remember</title>
			<description>Love can be so cruel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067136/</link>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>Time passes so quickly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067133/</link>
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			<title>Years of Digression</title>
			<description>Time doesn't heal scars, it covers them with new ones.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067130/</link>
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			<title>Forgive Me</title>
			<description>Forgive and... Forget...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067128/</link>
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			<title>Forever</title>
			<description>Future sight poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1067126/</link>
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			<title>Love?</title>
			<description>Perhaps I am falling in...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlakButterfly159/1065407/</link>
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