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			<title>'When You've Finally Had Enough Chicken'</title>
			<description>True life events can be more magical and enjoyable after the fact. They often make the best reads. I wrote this to a friend at the 'Cafe', and he suggested I share it with you. Here is an edited view.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/2808725/</link>
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			<title>Who Am I?</title>
			<description>Just traveling through Life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/2045028/</link>
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			<title>The Word for Numb</title>
			<description>The etymology of a word is often deeper than the word itself. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/2017488/</link>
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			<title>The Deceptiveness of Age</title>
			<description>True Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Me-holder!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/2011426/</link>
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			<title>Morals Are:</title>
			<description>Demonstration of rhyme and reason</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/1413214/</link>
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			<title>Artists and Poets</title>
			<description>The standard, 'Who Done It?', is never preceded by, 'Why?'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/1173465/</link>
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			<title>There's no riding the fence any longer!</title>
			<description>I have to thank Barbara Walker for her fine poem, 'Moving through Mud' for inspiring me to dig again and write. As with most writing things change, evolve, grow, morph into something else.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/1160189/</link>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>Times Change!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Roles Rearrange!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lives Become Strange!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes Deranged!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/988940/</link>
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			<title>His Hand</title>
			<description>The Wonder of it all!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/981655/</link>
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			<title>To My New Daughter</title>
			<description>There&amp;rsquo;s often loosed an arrow sent,That strikes the target true.But oftener, is sent the shaftThat makes no headway thru.&amp;nbsp;But rather swerves aside, or short,As if by hidden hand.And then no point is driven home,Nor mark left in that land.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/535039/</link>
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			<title>God Gave Flowers!</title>
			<description>When God gave flowersto the earth,He made them full and fresh.He gave them beauty, coloredhues,Not strength, norheight, nor breath.&amp;nbsp;There&amp;rsquo;re manynights I stand aloneTo watch theevening sky.There&amp;rsquo;s not agreater glory seen,That m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/509748/</link>
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			<title>Life Isn't About Sex</title>
			<description>It's About Old</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/500572/</link>
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			<title>The Great Surprise</title>
			<description>Its takes many years to reach an anniversary of note</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/474078/</link>
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			<title>O What A Pill I've Become</title>
			<description>A Pill for Breakfast, Now three for Lunch, Its Chewable, I feel the Crunch.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/465203/</link>
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			<title>When You're 60</title>
			<description>No 'ic' in this muse.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/462139/</link>
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			<title>The Strongest Urge Within A Man!</title>
			<description>To keep myself awake while driving I Write! First my epitaph then this flight of fancy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/445796/</link>
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			<title>Katie, A Singular Bug</title>
			<description>We all need a buzzing in our ears to keep us pointing in the right directions.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/431769/</link>
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			<title>The Laurel Tree</title>
			<description>My Daughter Laura's Graduation from Nursing School</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/422888/</link>
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			<title>How To Write Poetry</title>
			<description>for the uninformed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/417099/</link>
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			<title>The Tulip</title>
			<description>Her Birthday</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/417096/</link>
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			<title>Its A Struggle Out There!</title>
			<description>&quot;The good that a man does is oft interred with his bones.&quot; William Shakespeare 'Hamlet'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/398480/</link>
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			<title>Nobody 'Beeps' Unless There's A Problem.</title>
			<description>Dedicated to: Theresa, my sometime inspiration and often pain. A suspect co-worker (assuming we're on the same team or even the same page).</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/380902/</link>
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			<title>The Fly</title>
			<description>I got this idea from Brianetics.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/380065/</link>
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			<title>I'm too cheap to send you anything!</title>
			<description>What I won't do to get out from under an obligation.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/380047/</link>
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			<title>Mother Goose'd</title>
			<description>Just a modern twist to an old tale.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/375327/</link>
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			<title>I'm Really The Tongue's Cheek!</title>
			<description>The Names, Dated, and Realities have been changed to protect the Innocent - Me!!!
(None of what you are about to read is of any value and can be confused with the truth.)
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/367343/</link>
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			<title>Thank You Sweetheart!</title>
			<description>Love always sees, always knows.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/364506/</link>
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			<title>Salt</title>
			<description>'Rubbing Salt in a Wound'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/359693/</link>
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			<title>Snow White</title>
			<description>Burrrrr!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/359666/</link>
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			<title>The Dirty Old Man</title>
			<description>Adjectives and Adverbs mean everything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/357957/</link>
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			<title>Touche</title>
			<description>A little reflection on an old axiom.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/356583/</link>
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			<title>Dire-Rear</title>
			<description>As seen thru young eyes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/356223/</link>
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			<title>Resurrection Life</title>
			<description>I've been set free!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/356151/</link>
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			<title>Un Dat Tree</title>
			<description>My attempt at Cheesy Pick-Up Lines.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/356140/</link>
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			<title>Seven O'Clock</title>
			<description>For my Grandson each morning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/354714/</link>
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			<title>&quot;I Don't Ever Want To See You Again!&quot;</title>
			<description>My Father's Last Words To Me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/354237/</link>
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			<title>&quot;G-R-A-C-E tis a charming sound&quot;</title>
			<description>Without Him, I could do nothing!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/354223/</link>
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			<title>Driven</title>
			<description>DRIVEN to Become&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; what I expectOthers want of me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/351576/</link>
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			<title>I'm a Man</title>
			<description>just a little response to my feminine side</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/351550/</link>
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			<title>I Buried My Parents Alive!</title>
			<description>Tragedies Can Take Many Forms</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/349765/</link>
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			<title>That Sigh!</title>
			<description>We've all felt it. We've all used it. But what is it?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/349062/</link>
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			<title>Your Life</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your Life&amp;nbsp;It could be today,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It could be tomorrow,It could wait a day,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The day of our sorrow.&amp;nbsp;It could begin happy,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It could last quite a while,It could span a lifetime,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/348133/</link>
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			<title>David</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; David&amp;nbsp;David, we love you,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are thankful you came.To us you&amp;rsquo;re the champion&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like David your name.&amp;nbsp;We know we can trust&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There&amp;rsquo;s always one thing,We count on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/348130/</link>
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			<title>Thankfulness Song</title>
			<description>Thankfulness Song&amp;nbsp;Thankfulness is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A hard song to sing.It speaks to us tender&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just wanting to bring.To swell out and speak&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To tell the whole landThat God has now given&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Laura for my hand.I know it is hard&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/348128/</link>
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			<title>He saw you before me</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He saw you before me.&amp;nbsp;I thanked God&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before you were bornKnowing you were&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The son I asked for.&amp;nbsp;I thanked God when&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You prayed for a Savior.Knowing His death&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Would set you free.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/348124/</link>
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			<title>How Can I Say Thank You?</title>
			<description> How Can I Say Thank You?&amp;nbsp;How can I say thank you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In so many words?There&amp;rsquo;s so much you&amp;rsquo;ve given&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There&amp;rsquo;s so much I&amp;rsquo;ve learned.&amp;nbsp;Its like seen in Jesus,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And God, Holy Father.Their strength an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/348122/</link>
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			<title>True Love</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; True Love&amp;nbsp;Thankfulness isA mother&amp;rsquo;s warm love.Like God&amp;rsquo;s only SonThat comes from above.&amp;nbsp;True love comes from God,We&amp;rsquo;re only the course;We see its reaction,Its own mighty force.&amp;nbsp;You showed me it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/348119/</link>
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			<title>Our Christmas Lights</title>
			<description>Oh the wonder of the old glassed in Christmas tree lights. They'd boil as the lights heated them and bubble for hours of pleasure. The colored lights dispersed and distracted by the tiny bubbles transcending the tube and would catch my eye and fascination</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/347017/</link>
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			<title>In Memory of You</title>
			<description>Life's fast lane that I've slowed down for you to see.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/344846/</link>
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			<title>The Sinking of the Ship</title>
			<description>Its too intellectual to understand.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/scholhse-hil/344827/</link>
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