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			<title>Go!</title>
			<description>Stop! What do you mean &amp;quot;there's no more?&amp;quot;This is ending?I don't understand!&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;No, you were kidding. Haha, I get it.Good joke.Yeah, you had me going for a second there.I was really worried.But you were kidding, so I'm ok now.&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/329407/</link>
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			<title>Just Wait</title>
			<description>I never thought I'd see you like thisIn this light, I hate youDays go by, thoughts drift thoughtlesslyLet the mind wander and it will bring back diseaseI know, it happens all the time to meLet my brain fry, maybe then thought will cease</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/312374/</link>
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			<title>Kissing Ghouls</title>
			<description>The black hair makes me who i am. but thats irrelevant. the people document their experiences for future reference but they burned the tapes! the things ive seen will make you shrug your shoulders and keep on talking. but the beauty was there, open your eyes like its the first time. everything can b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/300693/</link>
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			<title>American Youth Haiku #1</title>
			<description>The Weather Is NullThe People Are Void And DumbBut Aint Friendship Grand.&amp;nbsp;Her Body's MovementsSo Entrancing To Me NowNever Delivers.&amp;nbsp;The Ticking Of TimeNever Realize The True SpeedUntil It's Too Late.&amp;nbsp;March Flowers BloomingSmelling Like Rotting FishesWouldn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/300692/</link>
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			<title>American Youth Haiku #2</title>
			<description>Cowboy Dan ScreamingFor A Simpler Time Long GoneBreaks Down Into Sobs.&amp;nbsp;Everytime You ThinkThe Wonder Of Life IgnoredRemember Beauty.&amp;nbsp;Trailer Trash GloryComplete With Real Paper PlatesSad Beauty Within.&amp;nbsp;Skies Full Of Gray LakesEverything Is Made Of RocksAcid..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/300690/</link>
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			<title>Eatin' Good in the Neighborhood</title>
			<description>Gunshots literally at your door, just 5 minutes after your mom says,&amp;quot;No, you can't go out to play.&amp;quot; Coming home to an ambulance outside your building, blood on the steps. Some guy pushed a woman down the stairs, while she was holding a baby in her arms. Everyone talked about it for about a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/300687/</link>
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			<title>Try to Comprehend That Which You'll Never Be</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;the cracks appear in the plans, once thought to be worth...worth&amp;quot;*pause* the writer scratches his head, trying to think about his next line. &amp;quot;what can i say to interest my audience? what will keep them coming back for more?&amp;quot; his mind draws a blank. and then, and then..still noth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/absentminded/300685/</link>
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