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			<title>JK</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ikss/297142/</link>
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			<title>Johnny Cash</title>
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			<description>You kissed meon the lipslast night,Tongue tastingwords unspoken,mistaking their bitternessfor stale coffee</description>
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			<title>the grand illusion</title>
			<description>You fell in love with a smilewhich, while mine,lasted only a while</description>
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			<title>Kentucky's Son</title>
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For my Daddy</description>
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			<title>Goodbye Kiss</title>
			<description>Even as you enteredI felt you leaveWith each breath I felt an exhale&amp;nbsp;Each kiss was a kiss goodbye&amp;nbsp;I can keep myself warmWith blankets and bed sheetsI can find others to laugh with&amp;nbsp;I can convince myself that days were wastedYears squandered&amp;nbsp;I can remain a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ikss/292807/</link>
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			<title>Apart</title>
			<description>Face red-rawshe stirs againPuts a hand on his chestto feel the subtle thunderto match her breathto hisin vain to feel a partof the man she feels a partof her</description>
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