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			<title>In a World of Words</title>
			<description>If this is a game then I'm player one,There's no player two, cuz' that'd be you.I can see through the mask of witchcraft,You wonder how I calculate denominations of this math.Dispell the voice of hell on it's wide beaten path,Then know why I can't look back upon the aftermath.There's an ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/331936/</link>
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			<title>Evanescent</title>
			<description>The cry for help, huh! what a funny thing.Guess it's time to realizeI learned a thing or two about humility.Guess it's why&amp;nbsp;I sleep so low.How would you know you have no home here?Clear conscious and all, look where I've been!Won't go too far, though i'll travel the bend.&amp;nbsp;Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/331044/</link>
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			<title>Meet me on The Sidelines</title>
			<description>Meet me on the sidelines, tell me it's ok.I can pray all day for the stain of doubt to go awayBut it won't.I knew who I was by the unfaithful flock of need.Not just what I want, without a thought of greed.Isolation never spoke quite like this!No real ties, here is where I close my eyes...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/331013/</link>
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			<title>Compass</title>
			<description>The world offers a path where tracks lead to darkness,After dark a man wanders into where the storm marches.No flashlight, no provision.What was the intention behind his midnight decision?When he left he never marked his trail,Just as well, no one knew where he went cuz he didn't tell.It..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330631/</link>
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			<title>Damaged Fruits</title>
			<description>I just realized not everyone's like me!Likely enough, were all rough on the edges of defences.It's senseless,In a way were all the same.Share our differences and you only know my name.I aim for what I can't touch,Lame! don't have much.Useless damaged fruits, toss me in the bad bunch...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330626/</link>
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			<title>Hush</title>
			<description>Let it all be decease,Have you ever wanted to be at peaceWithout enemies screaming just release?A rush increases, I try to hush these demons,Adjust all reasons.Even the season's know the thesis!I gather the pieces to put it together faster,After I capture the master point.I point amb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330622/</link>
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			<title>Pages of Serenity</title>
			<description>Dear Diary,To let us seper would refer to us as rivalry,Format a letter.I could be inspiration,Whisper's, concentration.Two identity's in conversationWith drugs and literature,One picture.So many expressions,Lesson's and enemies.Counted blessings upon the righteousWrite this yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330619/</link>
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			<title>Ready</title>
			<description>Paint a preatty picture of beautyThen destroy it.Duties of time and sufferingOften enjoy it.Credit immagination on behalf of escape.Who knew what kind of peace it'd createIn such a small space.Since I'm past all the mind games,I laugh last at&amp;nbsp;impressions, contestants and mind sl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330260/</link>
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			<title>Lest We Regret</title>
			<description>You can care so much it may never be enough.Where does compassion run to?Right back to your box of emotionThis is what it's come to.&amp;nbsp;You want to talk with a trusted soulMaybe commuincate common feeling.But every time the words slip your speechThe silence is more revealing.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330258/</link>
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			<title>Knew Bob</title>
			<description>Bob's my friend when I'm hanging solo,The freedom in his spirit makes me want to go home,Thankful to hear it.Tells me to stand up for my rite,Won't give up without a fightAnd I could die tonight!Heaven's at hand stand in awe!So don't ask if I snatch that mask and tap ya into Jah.Went..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/330250/</link>
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			<title>One</title>
			<description>It's often off of one thought I got, to drop a seed.I'ts not a second later that I stop to see me bleed.I'ts like a pause in my heart when it skips a beat,I'll feel the pain if I light a flame to feel the heat.It comes before eruption, the shaking within discussion,Makes you wonder like a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/329894/</link>
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			<title>What if?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;In this room with many windowsWhat if only five percent had the faith,And the rest carried idols as widows?In unpredictable mysteriesWho's predestined chosen?Unnexplainable misery's, the windows closing!What if then one out of ten were living past death,And this whole set was b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/empathy07/329464/</link>
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			<title>The Scream</title>
			<description>Found in friendly faiulure,Won't boast again,Independance jokes and says it's my closest friend.Borrow this and ask for that,As for possessions it's tit for tat.Never seen a being of my own,The angels just took him home.order, order!won't you stop the ride,Lock the door and let the..</description>
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