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			<title>All My Heart</title>
			<description>Just a small, short poem I just came up with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1104147/</link>
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			<title>Mind</title>
			<description>The mind returnsTo that same old placeSeemingly lost yet againIn spaceThe heart feels so heavyAnd I feel coldThey say that it's the truest heartsthat are boldThen way do I feel As though being toldThat this means my heart is not as trueAs complimentedOthers see me dueWhy must I freezeAnd feel so num..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1098082/</link>
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			<title>Another Day</title>
			<description>Flying highFlying blindThe heart so lovingThe heart so numbDoes she seeHow I'm effectedJust how muchI love this infectionThe infection that freezes and numbsYet all the whileThe heart still lovesI yearn for those days to returnBut only this I have to sayWhatever brings you to be happyLets me liveAno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1098079/</link>
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			<title>The Wounded</title>
			<description>In the dark of the nightAs the full moon risesYour eyes shine in blood lustWhile others put on their disguisesIt's the moment to strikeAnd all take flightUpon the unwaryThey descendFeeding with youTheir fangs stained redHere I lay at your feetFed on and brokenAs I look upI see you smilingYour lust s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1098062/</link>
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			<title>Depression Is My Default Setting</title>
			<description>DepressionHow I love it soIt seems to be my default settingWhen events make my heart lowNoIt always isThis default settingWhen in factI wrap my beddingAll around meJust to feel heldWhen no one's arm around meDepression is my default settingI conjure up the happinessAnd put on a fake smileWhen in fac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1096726/</link>
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			<title>Erik</title>
			<description>Derick now has a new companion, Erik. Erik seems to be a ghost or spirit of some sort, so why is he here?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1095676/</link>
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			<title>That Night</title>
			<description>Derick has begun explaining when Erik came into his life. This chapter covers the last day Derick was technically his own man</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1092215/</link>
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			<title>The Therapist</title>
			<description>Derick finds himself in a therapist's office, the one place he most hates to be, as he reluctantly opens a little, cautious as to what this man may do to his future
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StevenComfort/1092176/</link>
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			<title>Erik's Begining</title>
			<description>Erik is the main character's &quot;alter ego&quot;, what some doctors label as multiple personality disorder. Derick, the main character, is learning to live with what he thought to be only works of fiction. </description>
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