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			<title>you make me</title>
			<description>you make me happy you make me sadyou make me sillyyou make you madyou make me gladand that is why i LOVE you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/greeneyedstorm/495630/</link>
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			<title>This One Little Rose</title>
			<description>a poem for my mom </description>
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			<title>Motherless</title>
			<description>wrote for contest that required use of a set of ten words</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/greeneyedstorm/305799/</link>
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			<title>School Stuff</title>
			<description>from a teachers view</description>
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			<title>My Teacher</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Some teachers are evilSome teachers are niceSome like to sing and dance all through the nightSome like to sleep away all the dayMy teacher is all the sameBut she loves me by the wayBecause she&amp;rsquo;s my mom and she is here to stay</description>
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			<title>The Being in the Night</title>
			<description>sitting at my bed side is a&amp;nbsp;being &amp;nbsp;I do not knowit is drak so I can't see anthing but this big yellow eyesthe being looks at me I look up at it &amp;nbsp;the bright yellow eyes staring&amp;nbsp;back at mewho are you i ask and&amp;nbsp;the being&amp;nbsp;said I am the being that &amp;nbsp;only wa..</description>
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			<title>I am watched</title>
			<description>short poem</description>
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			<title>A Autumn Day</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This love is like Autumn wind blowing in the breeze&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So soft and gentle like the kiss we once shared The changing leafs blowin..</description>
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