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			<title>Powerpuff Boy</title>
			<description>There's a powerpuff boyThat you've never heard ofHe's got Cyrano's noseWears fly fisherman's glovesHe's the brains of the groupHe leads with his beardWhile the others are prettyHe's the one to be fearedHis likeness you won't seeIn an action figure or toyBecause who besides meWould play with a Powerp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/1912668/</link>
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			<title>satisfying the hunger</title>
			<description>This is the fantasy that started my obsession the one that causes me to scream his name to an empty house and my Hitachi wand.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/1499788/</link>
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			<title>George</title>
			<description>It started with a touch, and that touch was my undoing. &amp;nbsp;Who knew a libido could be turned on like a switch? &amp;nbsp;I'n all my 40 years I have never experienced such a strong compulsion to continuously f**k someone until my need to breath is gone. &amp;nbsp;That's how I want to go, with him spent an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/1498900/</link>
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			<title>Insanity to lend</title>
			<description>Would you like to take a vacationwith me my old friend?Insanity's contangeousI have plenty to lend&amp;nbsp;The view from the padded roomcan be beautiful in your mindJust let fantasy take overthere's no reality here to find&amp;nbsp;Why we can fly to the moon!even get probed by aliens..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/541067/</link>
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			<title>Head space for rent</title>
			<description>...must I really explain...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/541049/</link>
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			<title>Man Made Of Poo</title>
			<description>Rather self-explanatory.  Going through a wierd phase...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/540971/</link>
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			<title>Drunkard's Defiance</title>
			<description>I got the s**t out and didn't drink! Although I entertained the thought for awhile until reading this and a few others brought me back to sanity.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/433176/</link>
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			<title>Drunken Spiral</title>
			<description>No I have not relapsed! It was close though. . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/433163/</link>
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			<title>Zero Accountability</title>
			<description>Do you play victim...I mean really do you?  Do you admit when you are wrong and own up to it?  Just food for thought</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/433130/</link>
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			<title>Human Body SHop</title>
			<description>Whatdaya'll expect? I am a 30 something mom and a mechanic hehe!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/429608/</link>
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			<title>Whom has control?</title>
			<description>Another fantasy lol</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/394852/</link>
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			<title>Orgasm Overdose</title>
			<description>A fantasy...A dream...A memory...?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/394831/</link>
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			<title>Unasked Questions</title>
			<description>Another good-bye to another man...This s**t is hard!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/372118/</link>
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			<title>Twenty-Four hours of love and heartbreak</title>
			<description>I'm doing a relationship fourth step and saying good-bye to my last few relationships.  You'll see more of these in poetic or story verse as I grieve my relationships.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/372057/</link>
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			<title>A Fantasy part 3</title>
			<description>It's looking like this is turning into a book lol.  If you do not like graphic language and sex DO NOT READ!  If you do then enjoy!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/370888/</link>
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			<title>Victim of my fears</title>
			<description>Man I'm a b***h...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/370536/</link>
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			<title>A fantasy part 2</title>
			<description>So it continues.  Excuse my language I don't need to offend but it's my fantasy so if you don't like it kiss my...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/370016/</link>
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			<title>A Fantasy Part 1</title>
			<description>Another sexual fantasy.  I'm unsure if it'll be a short story or a novel, just kinda writing it as is comes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/369953/</link>
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			<title>Grimm</title>
			<description>He really is such a sweetie!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/368149/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye. . . again</title>
			<description>I know...someone slap me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/367289/</link>
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			<title>F**k and Run</title>
			<description>God, I'm an idiot.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/367285/</link>
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			<title>Sex Fraud</title>
			<description>Having some fun at...well at someone I'm FINALLY saying good-bye to!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/367282/</link>
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			<title>The Demise Of The Devil In Disguise</title>
			<description>I think this may be my longest poem ever!  Saying goodbye to yet another failed relationship</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/362944/</link>
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			<title>The Man</title>
			<description>What are we doing to our boys?  I love you son!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/361730/</link>
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			<title>Santa's Workshop</title>
			<description>Sacks filled with toysFor all the naughty girls and boysSomething here for us allNo matter how big or how small&amp;nbsp;Vibrating candy canesLeather whips and chainsThongs of green and redCome and get some head&amp;nbsp;Plastic blow up dollsFlavored lotion for the ballsLatex for t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/355870/</link>
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			<title>Drinking dreams</title>
			<description>Using dreams are so vivid and they suck a*s!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/355853/</link>
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			<title>Naughty Santa</title>
			<description>mmmmmm</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/355792/</link>
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			<title>Escapeaholic</title>
			<description>Hello! Yes I am a junkieAn addict to the coreAny ole catalyst will doBecause I am an escape w***e&amp;nbsp;Alcohol, drugs and lotsa sexEven annoying apps on my spaceIll do whatever do excessTo keep from looking at my face&amp;nbsp;Using people, places and thingsAll for a momentary re..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/355776/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>Goodbye daisy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/354204/</link>
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			<title>Death Of Friendship</title>
			<description>Co-written with my daughter Lilyonia.  It speaks for itself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/354185/</link>
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			<title>Southern charm</title>
			<description>Don't mean to offend, just having fun!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/351542/</link>
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			<title>Surrender</title>
			<description>I see a freind going through this, it's also what I say to women when I sponsor them in AA</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/346390/</link>
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			<title>AbStRaCt ThInKiN'</title>
			<description>I used to call it abstract thinkingIt&amp;rsquo;s what I thought when I was drinkingThe greatest minds were all just drunkThe more I drank the more I thunk&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The most profound concepts were always conceivedHugging a toilet while they heavedEvery thought..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/346374/</link>
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			<title>F**k Conformity</title>
			<description>So sick of the cookie-cutter people</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/345412/</link>
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			<title>Self's</title>
			<description>This was me, and sometimes still can be when I fall back into my old behaviors</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/345406/</link>
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			<title>Complancency Kills</title>
			<description>The title is a phrase we used when I was in Navy on the Aircraft Carrier, but I've found it to be true of everything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/345391/</link>
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			<title>Faker</title>
			<description>I work with women like this, they never last long though.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/345385/</link>
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			<title>Bullshit Peddler</title>
			<description>Another one...sigh will I EVER learn?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/344754/</link>
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			<title>Fantasy Lover</title>
			<description>I hope he exists. . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/340083/</link>
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			<title>Angels</title>
			<description>This is all true, no embellishment for stories sake.  It is a miracle and they do exist!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/339893/</link>
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			<title>Kissin frogs</title>
			<description>yeah...it's true</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/339294/</link>
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			<title>Blessed</title>
			<description>A singing munchkinShe arises each mornAnnoyingly serenading meFrom my bed I am torn&amp;nbsp;They have a race each nightTo my car for first hugWe all giggle and screamAn occasional push or a tug&amp;nbsp;We crank music to cleanWhen I sing the dogs howlWe dance like Looney binsEnj..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338956/</link>
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			<title>Mother Nature</title>
			<description>Would you like to knowThat dove&amp;rsquo;s mate for lifeThey raise their childrenThrough trials and strife&amp;nbsp;Sea Turtles leave eggsBuried in the sandPraying that GodWill lend his hand&amp;nbsp;Deer have the abilityTo stop it&amp;rsquo;s own heart beatTo end it&amp;rsquo;s own suffering..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338574/</link>
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			<title>A girl's best friend!</title>
			<description>ya'll know it's true!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338567/</link>
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			<title>&lt;3 Rain &lt;3</title>
			<description>Just another little fantasy.  Ya'll know how much I love the rain...!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338555/</link>
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			<title>My daughter's mother's fears</title>
			<description>It's hard...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338492/</link>
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			<title>My journey</title>
			<description>This is my journey.  What it was like, what it's like now and how I got it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338472/</link>
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			<title>Wildecat</title>
			<description>It really doesn't do him justice.  Sorry, I'm just not used to writing out of the first person and about others, it really doesn't do him justice.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/338118/</link>
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			<title>Oh! Stupid me!</title>
			<description>I'm glad it's over</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/337666/</link>
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			<title>Martyr</title>
			<description>This was me wrapped up in my delusional thinking in active addiction.  It took alot of self-reflection and a VERY thorough 4th step for me to realize this.  This is the new me poking fun of the old me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/octane143/337660/</link>
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