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		<description>The original writings of author ~amanda~</description>
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			<title>Letters.</title>
			<description>a poem about mixed signals</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/478821/</link>
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			<title>better.</title>
			<description>If I knew you better,I would have known,You have a penchant for running,You would jog along the LA River,Listening to artistic songs,Wishing you wrote them yourself.If I knew you better,I would have kissed you the night we met,Instead of waiting all those months,And then have you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/425380/</link>
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			<title>Hotel Room</title>
			<description>I don't know what inspired this...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/371440/</link>
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			<title>autobiography</title>
			<description>I have a weakness for love poems,For art,Especially when it belongs to you.I have a hard time writing poems without the word &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rdquo;.I guess that makes me a narcissist, Or just lonely.I need to impress you,Its something that always burns deep inside me,I think of ways to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/355124/</link>
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			<title>For you.</title>
			<description>I wrote this after reading my favorite Bukowski poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/355079/</link>
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			<title>in your arms</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You asked me once,  If I could let you go.And I said yes.Hoping you would come back,Because I made myself,Into the perfect woman for you.&amp;nbsp;I shaved away little pieces of me,So I could fit into your arms.And now im left with this stranger,Who is me.But I hardly know my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/326286/</link>
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			<title>In between the spaces</title>
			<description>love poem (kind of)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/316968/</link>
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			<title>I was never in love with you</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was never in love with you,I was in love with the poems, The songs I wrote and compiled for you.&amp;nbsp;I was never in love with you,I was intoxicated by you,The intricate way you held my hand,Let me kiss you, let me cry with you,And convinced me I was not alone.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/312351/</link>
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			<title>Kristofferson</title>
			<description>a poem about love and music</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/312307/</link>
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			<title>adventure</title>
			<description>meeting an old friend</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/307220/</link>
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			<title>all the time</title>
			<description>i try so hard to hate you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/306208/</link>
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			<title>alone</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I wake to find you gone,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I wonder if you even stayed the night,You couldn't be here with me for long, &amp;nbsp;I'm just that miserable today.I turn to the right,Half expecting money on the dresser,It seems appropriate in a funny kind of way.The dresser... empty...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/305698/</link>
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			<title>this is how it ends</title>
			<description>unrequited love poems (are there any other kind?)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alaskin1989/305695/</link>
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