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			<title>&amp;quot;Phoenix's Rising Ashes&amp;quot;</title>
			<description>Something dedicated to a close friend of mine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Quanten_Xenmai/289204/</link>
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			<title>&amp;quot;Desperate Hourglass&amp;quot;</title>
			<description>This is a poem dedicated to my girlfriend, Chelsea Marie Schermerhorn. We are in a long distance relationship and will be meeting exactly in a week for the very first time in our lives.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Quanten_Xenmai/288104/</link>
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			<title>&amp;quot;Pretty Women&amp;quot;</title>
			<description>This is a poem from Tim Burton's &amp;quot;Sweeney Todd&amp;quot; That I thought I would share with you all.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Quanten_Xenmai/288093/</link>
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			<title>&amp;quot;Wake up&amp;quot;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The sands of time revolve around the universe like air that passes through our breaths.&amp;nbsp;There are so many questions....&amp;nbsp;Yet so many answers....&amp;nbsp;They stand in thier ignorance and glory&amp;nbsp;Controlling us more and more by the hour&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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