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			<title>The Watcher</title>
			<description>A caregiver of a terminally ill patient forcefully delegates the responsibility to an cold and barely willing subject</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/324424/</link>
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			<title>Purified</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;PurifiedIf only I could sit still...Untwisted and clean,Untainted by withdrawalIn a soft, fresh skin free of chemicalsAnd messy red wounds.If only I could breathe new air...Cool and green with jasmine,Casting out warm, ginger kissesTo a calm, deserving cheekWhose dimp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/324417/</link>
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			<title>Etc</title>
			<description>An angry, manic housewife...throwing a fit</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293868/</link>
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			<title>Saved By The Bell</title>
			<description>A poem with suicidal tendencies...a mother and her little girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293867/</link>
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			<title>Mother</title>
			<description>A mother turns her back on her children for the fast life; enters a life of drugs, booze, abusive men, beatings.  Her little girl back home misses her but gives up waiting, resorting to Mother's addictions.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293866/</link>
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			<title>A Fall From The Bandwagon</title>
			<description>  Written from the perspective of a manic-depressive artist. Shows how we tip-toe around artists' eccentricities, illnesses or addictions, never getting close enough to help them but encouraging them to perform--it's about exploitation of artists. Yet, th</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293865/</link>
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			<title>Blue Soldiers</title>
			<description>A Migraine Headache--The blue soldiers are the pills that ran out during the LAST migraine..the tr</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293488/</link>
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			<title>Of Rhyme And Rash</title>
			<description>Pretty self-explanatory! Mom up all night with baby trying to get her to sleep and when, at last she's asleep...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293477/</link>
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			<title>Mixed State</title>
			<description>A Mixed State occurs when someone with Bipolar Disorder is both Manic &amp;amp; Depressed at the same time--the most difficult type to treat and responsible for a great percentage of the suicides that occur with this disease. The sensory system is greatly aff</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293472/</link>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>An angry wife reflects on the hopeless and empty state of her marriage after years of giving it her best efforts yet finding no reason to continue--a once vibrant woman, she's become dull and lifeless</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293470/</link>
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			<title>Trailer Park Tarantula</title>
			<description>A grown woman visits the memory of her childhood past--living in a trailer with her high, unprotective and naive mother and her sexually abusive, father</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293466/</link>
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			<title>The Enchanting Betty Jean</title>
			<description>This poem is about the guitar that belonged to Jimi Hendrix.  He named it Betty Jean and ate, drank and slept with her, rarely putting  her down.  In the poem, after being abandoned by her owner after his death, she (the guitar) finds herself leaning agai</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annjeelynn/293463/</link>
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