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			<title>Chapbook</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/584047/</link>
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			<title>daniel;</title>
			<description>the epitome of human perfection;realized since the world waged war -for the second time.eyes shimmering in a cerulean hue,with a look of such intensity -i feel the passion you hold in your bones.that same beauty that once made me climb -back up the rabbit hole;gave me hope, and saved..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/478564/</link>
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			<title>insignificant to the naked eye</title>
			<description>without a fix,words flow on in a semblance of rationality,as all balance is lost under a pretense of vigor.under the influence,the pulse of my diminishing mind paces slow,falling rapidly toward the flats of impassivity.shaking of withdraw,skin crawls across bone, lacking chill or reaso..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/458360/</link>
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			<title>non compos mentis</title>
			<description>realization hit me like an axe in the chest,(i want to be smaller)just moments ago.(i want to have a baby)i am one of those people;(i want to bleed my body dry)the kind that most would dub psychotic,(i want to write until my fingers fall off)non compos mentis.(i want to move to Bar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/453260/</link>
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			<title>logic, crazy fools</title>
			<description>substantiality weighs heavily upon the soul and worried mind,as we gather in the corners, dripping ugliness and secrecy.holding on to our pathetic affirmations that,&amp;quot;pain is weakness leaving the body.&amp;quot;begging to forget how the words they spoke came out cracked,uttered with love a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/417311/</link>
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			<title>something greater</title>
			<description>kind perception is an act in which i am far from endowed,as mahogany eyes flood, entirely void of faith,and realization sets in; civil endeavors are a loss.none seem amiable nor worthy of holding my regard;yet, those fair, golden-specked windows can save.in spite of the bane of society, at..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/403573/</link>
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			<title>liaison</title>
			<description>days and hours drag by in a pitiful charade of potential,with body and life intertwined in a consistently vanus state.the mind locked, spinning recklessly and full to the edge,and to control notions remains impotent, as form waits static.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i love, i f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/400550/</link>
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			<title>shakespearean</title>
			<description>my love burns line a sixteenth century clichebrilliant in intensity, as a myriad of sunskeep a steady tenure, your hands clutching megaze long enough, so i may trap you closerbeauty shines, pouring from withinas waves crash, washing all, but you, awayheartbeat runs on a rythymn all it's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/400548/</link>
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			<title>lower it</title>
			<description>the brain, in it&amp;rsquo;s arrested state, is simply wasted mass.numbers flood in, overwhelming in their absurdity,never quite measuring up; always weighing in too high.and vanity, a manic compulsion, is product of our deepest fears.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; we are best;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/400545/</link>
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			<title>the tree place floats away</title>
			<description>and still i can feel it; can feel you.those flecks of gold, fallen from cerulean eyes,along arms and upon each molecule of my skin,and i am uselessly rich, as traces of your touch linger;stinging and biting, clawing for a way out of this tremor.darling, i go quick and shine brigh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/400543/</link>
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			<title>is it worth // it is worth</title>
			<description>roaming the days away, no destination;only purpose, in attempt to burn away.inhaling nicotine filled cancer sticks, like air;only purpose, in attempt to curb the hunger pangs.hands covering stomach, wrapped tightly;only purpose, in attempt to hide the disgrace.staying cold, not entirely ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/373112/</link>
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			<title>relapse.</title>
			<description>the wonder in every part of life shown so evident, then.sunrises and the human body held such a subtle beauty,and in my awe, i could not remember why tears existed,save to cleanse the eyes, gracing one with glorious sight.life had at once become tangible and desired, with you in submission,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/373109/</link>
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			<title>fine, fine, love, fine.</title>
			<description>four hundred miles away, with my love;fragile wings free to wave, content in my place.my mind ceasing to fret over trivial dramatics.i hope to hold this sense of ease far long,but this will never entail those diseased thoughts.despite no need to worry or feel insecure,in the midst of the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/373107/</link>
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			<title>end?//no, please.</title>
			<description>Utterly unforgettable, you remain permanent.A standard within my mind, ever constant.Each piece of you acts as a wave of contentment,Washing through, leaving me with a pure sentiment.Falling to rest, to bring you closer, by night fall.The boundless intensity of my lust, so simple for you t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/350972/</link>
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			<title>stages made me</title>
			<description>wings sprout from my clavicles;thoughts soar away from my brain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; can&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; make&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it.although i creep from beneath floors,and come from the corners of the house;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/336761/</link>
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			<title>world of DEXTRO</title>
			<description>such destruction flowing from an oh so small drug.one pill of an amphetamine boss leaves me stunned,as peace evades me, like a glitch in the game,and with a swing of my now damaged sword, imagination is parried.every moment, filled to the brim of this helm, with flushed chaos.words become ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/330877/</link>
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			<title>World of Warcraft: A Tale of Heart</title>
			<description>Based off of the game World of Warcraft</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/330720/</link>
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			<title>gonna' fly away</title>
			<description>i want to take a perilously&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; imaginative&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; adventure:anywhere with anyone.forge cirrostratus clouds over the dawn we create:and there is peace waiting -only. moments. away.as we crush and string for a private theatrical work:we wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/326256/</link>
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			<title>dope</title>
			<description>kaleidoscopic patterns and oceans over my head.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; dance to music, no matter how off beat it might be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; no one can hear,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but me.it is so beautifu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/326253/</link>
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			<title>hollywood saves // save hollywood</title>
			<description>head set,and mark the end.we are off to a good beginning.this stops,time stays,we belong,and, i can say this is right.nothing felt so sure,since skin came in a spray can.boy, and those monsters are good actors.one minute you are drinking tea,the next they ask to eat you up.it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/326250/</link>
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			<title>i am a monster</title>
			<description>racing without force to drive it in.falling, no clutch or grasp worth being disturbed.no more olly-olly-oxen-free,they took the free spaces away,a long, long time ago.up in smoke,body feebly left behind;an annoyance, easily forgotten,given the proper pharmaceutics.quiet, still, and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/colly/326249/</link>
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