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		<description>The original writings of author Priest Rada</description>
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			<title>Converse </title>
			<description>about being on a subway train, obsessing about another 'her'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/584155/</link>
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			<title>Spilt</title>
			<description>Thought this at work ... all day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/542985/</link>
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			<title>Blank Page Rage</title>
			<description>Writer's Block + Depression = </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/535570/</link>
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			<title>Sketches pt 1</title>
			<description>This is a WhIP (work in progress) and I'm looking for feedback on it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/522088/</link>
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			<title>Hollow as Burial Hill</title>
			<description>I broke up with my girlfriend. It didn't go well. Written 02/21/2010</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/514044/</link>
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			<title>What it may all mean . . . to be . . .</title>
			<description>Sunday, November 28th, 2004
This is a another group of poems, all gnashed together. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/458898/</link>
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			<title>Simplicity</title>
			<description>Tuesday, November 30th, 2004</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/458893/</link>
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			<title>From Beautiful Turn Baleful</title>
			<description>I never thought I would fear the empty skycrystal clear and sapphire bluebarren of cloud or bird or starsopen and bare like the look in your eyeshollow and wide as the space within your armscold and expanding like the distance you put between uslike on that daythe day we said goodbye</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/456431/</link>
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			<title>She's Going To Break Your Heart (In Time)</title>
			<description>Written on a Tuesday, Jan. 22, 2002 - 2:29 am And she did end up making me fall and then falling apart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/456412/</link>
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			<title>words of the dead to live by</title>
			<description>words of the dead to live by</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/452136/</link>
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			<title>The Path</title>
			<description>where nostalgia and melancholy end</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/451953/</link>
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			<title>Factory</title>
			<description>About loving the company that I work for ... no really, I do.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/392930/</link>
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			<title>Absent-minded Friends</title>
			<description>F**k you, I'm an anteater</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/377084/</link>
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			<title>The Long Walk . . .</title>
			<description>I blame the interstateToo many milesOn broken wheels with no brakesStill I driveIt is either that Or a shotgunThey are All that I have in this worldBesides a half full bottle of whiskeyEven in times like thisAt the end of the roadI'm an 'optimist'heh&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/357743/</link>
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			<title>In The Vain Search For Hope</title>
			<description>02/17/2001  -  I find nothing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/340924/</link>
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			<title>Standing Under Understanding</title>
			<description>11/16/2000  -  MY DEPRESSION, MY LOVE &amp; MY SECRET SELF</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/340922/</link>
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			<title>Helpless . . . On Fire</title>
			<description>Saturday, Jan. 26, 2002 - 8:47 pm</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332991/</link>
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			<title>An Open Letter . . .</title>
			<description>Nov. 7th, 2003 - If only the last line had come true . . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332985/</link>
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			<title>uncertain . . . confused, but not hopeless.</title>
			<description>Jan. 21st, 2004</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332982/</link>
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			<title>Bend over baby, sing me a song . . .</title>
			<description>May. 4th, 2004 Revenge fantasy whilst listening to Cable's Gutter Queen. The character' s point of view is from a story I've been working on, for far too long . . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332973/</link>
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			<title>Taken Back</title>
			<description>Mar. 10th, 2004</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332494/</link>
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			<title>Before</title>
			<description>May. 19th, 2004</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332478/</link>
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			<title>Everything will be . . . . Just Fine!</title>
			<description>Written 04/09/1998</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332105/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Your writing . . . it sounds like you are fighting yourself.&quot;</title>
			<description>Nov. 9th, 2004   A few more pieces about my urges to unleash (not release.) And since I'm lazy, I'm just posting them all together, yet again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332035/</link>
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			<title>Leave me with the dead to finaly die - just like I have done to myself these last few years I've been alive.</title>
			<description>Nov. 10th, 2004  Pretty much, about a couple of ex's of mine. Typical boy hates girl he loves type thang going on here. Pay no mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332032/</link>
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			<title>But it all got lost in my screams . . . .</title>
			<description>Nov. 30th, 2004</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332026/</link>
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			<title>Left</title>
			<description>Mar. 17, 2002</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/332018/</link>
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			<title>I Crawled</title>
			<description>Based on the music of the song by the same name from the Swans and a dream I had lately.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/331624/</link>
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			<title>This Life . . .</title>
			<description>08/01/01</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/328461/</link>
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			<title>I Like Being Alone When I'm Alone With You (a trilogy)</title>
			<description>10/11/1994</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/327328/</link>
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			<title>2 Angels</title>
			<description>Aug. 08, 2002</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/327326/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>Sept. 14, 2003</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/327319/</link>
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			<title>An Open Letter To One That I Adore</title>
			<description>Someday, it will be written . . .
Dec. 10, 2002</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/327316/</link>
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			<title>Envy Over Your Emptiness</title>
			<description>These are six pieces that I wrote some time ago. They are harsh and semi-non-sensible. Written raw to be raw on the readers mind. I was going through some hard times.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/326893/</link>
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			<title>This Isolation Frees Me</title>
			<description>- circa 1996 -</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/326886/</link>
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			<title>Death Bed</title>
			<description> 09/07/2007
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/326882/</link>
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			<title>She Took My Order</title>
			<description>Then she took my heart . . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/325000/</link>
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			<title>And If There Was An Answer . . .</title>
			<description>destroy what you love most, just for spite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/324991/</link>
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			<title>Grinding Sound of Emptiness</title>
			<description>From the Summer of 2006</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/324561/</link>
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			<title>Phantom Limb</title>
			<description>02/11/1998</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/324192/</link>
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			<title>Circumstance</title>
			<description>- circa 1993 -
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/324187/</link>
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			<title>Like Buffalo</title>
			<description>My favorite piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ouroborobelisk/324182/</link>
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