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			<title>Shooting Star</title>
			<description>I'm looking at the sky.Wondering.......if you see our star.&amp;nbsp;The one we randomly picked out,the last time we saw eachother.Can you see our star?&amp;nbsp;Oh no a tragic event.Our star is falling from the sky.We have to save it.Put it back in, catch it in a boxand bring it bac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The_Innocent_Uke/297735/</link>
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			<title>Teen Angst</title>
			<description>Passing notes, pinned against the lockers.After school promise, kiss behind the bleachers.Best friend hook up, food fights.IM-ing in computer class, puking in health.Detention walks, lockers slamed in your face.No freakin pencils, the gay kids in the corner.High School sweet hearts, stea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The_Innocent_Uke/297249/</link>
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			<title>The Young Noble</title>
			<description>His beauty draws them in.His smile pulled them.Like flies.Blood stained gloves.A needle in hand.Breathing quickens with each step.Draws out from the darkness.Standing at the right hand.Betraying all trust.Returns...never.&amp;nbsp;The ball of perfection.Smoke and fire.Burning a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The_Innocent_Uke/289736/</link>
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			<title>He Makes My Heart Smile</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When his arms wrap around meand his voice sounds to my heart.I try to remember us meeting.How it all came to a start.He always gave me smiles.He always made me blush.The way he said &amp;quot;Hello&amp;quot;,made my head rush.Right now I lay next to him,playing with his hair.His ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/The_Innocent_Uke/284682/</link>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>I'm waiting in the grass.The time is floating by.I'm waiting for the dream,that's written in the sky.You're waiting by your window.Wanting to be by my side.You're waiting for the dream,that will send you on a ride.We're waiting for them to listen.To finally understand.Because rig..</description>
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