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			<title>Broken </title>
			<description>I'm broken.No longer a whole being, Only part of what I was before. &amp;nbsp;I'm broken.An empty and cracked shell,That was once full of love and life. &amp;nbsp;I'm broken.Near impossible to fix. Only grasping happiness for short spells.&amp;nbsp;I'm broken.Can anyone fix me?I don'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1090440/</link>
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			<title>Memories of My Love</title>
			<description>As I lay in bed tossing and turning,
That song comes on making it impossible to sleep.
A flood of memories rush into my head,
The emotion so strong I could weep. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1079846/</link>
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			<title>Moving On</title>
			<description>I can see you have slipped away from me.
Farther away by the day,
So far I cannot reach you,
Cannot pull you back. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1079845/</link>
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			<title>Forever </title>
			<description>A dorky villanelle I wrote for a class. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1073706/</link>
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			<title>Sun</title>
			<description>Kind of a sequel to my previos poem Moon as requested. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1067163/</link>
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			<title>Moon </title>
			<description>I'm not really much of a poem writer, but I wrote this in the car on a trip away from home. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1066717/</link>
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			<title>Just a Dream </title>
			<description>After my best friend was sick, this nightmare plagued me for several years. Even now it still sometimes gets to me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amber_A/1066708/</link>
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