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		<title>Rufio The Jedi | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Rufio The Jedi</description>
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			<title>Kill the Pirates. </title>
			<description>Kill the Pirates. &amp;nbsp;We are lost boysWe are virginsWe are loversIn our eyes we hold still the innocence of lustThe girls that kill the piratesWe chaseIn their handsWe climbLimbs quiveringCarried into a roomDimmed to the scent of nectarines We bite the sil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/408373/</link>
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			<title>Like that Drew Barrymore Movie</title>
			<description> I told herSometimes I whisper your name into the dirt to see if stems growShe was all like &amp;lsquo;Psh!&amp;rsquo;And I was like no, for seriousAnd she was like for reals?And I was like&amp;hellip; nahShe rolled her eyesBut she smiledAnd I think it&amp;rsquo;s dope when s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/404501/</link>
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			<title>Bitten Coffee Straws</title>
			<description>Walk home from schoolShare bitten strawsEat peanut butter sandwichesWith meIn the showerDropping clumps on our toesSpilling Listerine </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/388419/</link>
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			<title>Boy</title>
			<description>under the bedthere is a boywho the school girls call cockyhe is buried into a ballhe is not as fancyas they might think </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/383549/</link>
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			<title>Binny Bots Beenzy Beenzy Binny Bots Binz</title>
			<description>      Binny Bots Beenzy Beenzy Binny Bots Binz&amp;nbsp;On the toilet I write poetryPoetry that stuffs its braAnd peddles a bicycle to meet the boys on the pierI plant my toes in the dirtAnd watch plants growButterflies stumble drunkOff the necta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/380001/</link>
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			<title>Boney Knees</title>
			<description>                         Your thoughts are a fieldWhere my boney knees stumbleBare footYour bodyIs the pitOf a plumSwaying on a branchWhere the tips of my toes can&amp;rsquo;t reachInside my chestThere is a beautiful city lying in ruinsWith a thousand tiny men..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/376004/</link>
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			<title>The Woods. The Allure.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I tell her my emotions are naked Hold meIn your arms is the only place I feel safe dreamingLet the trees sing lullabies from the windowsLet the grass grow between our toes in the bedSomeone in the clouds whispersSweet nothings in my earI pass the messageThe blankets twist a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/373520/</link>
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			<title>I Stomp My Feet. I Am A Giraffe.</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;The giraffe bends his neck into the skyAnd sips coffee from the cloudsHis yawn floats a 747 a little higherWhile the pilot announces Unexpected turbulenceThe pandas in the back of the planeThink the gorillas stinkThe gorillasDon&amp;rsquo;tReallyCare..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351666/</link>
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			<title>For Those Who Still Believe In Daydreams</title>
			<description>For Those Who Still Believe In Daydreams&amp;nbsp;IShe steps onto the T [bus]Hands dug into pocketsWith a look on her face like...Oh s**tShe's gorgeousMy heartBeatsPoundsBangsIt's a rusted hammerKnocking maps off the wallsShattering windows on floorsAn older..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351663/</link>
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			<title>Shawnee</title>
			<description>oooh dang.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351662/</link>
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			<title>I Am Not Anger (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>Inspired by Amir Suliman</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351658/</link>
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			<title>35 Dollars (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>     My f*****g walletI had like thirty five dollars in that b***hThat&amp;rsquo;s a new pair of vansLike two dope a*s shirtsF**k, that&amp;rsquo;s an AK in AfricaPlus two extended clipsHeld by some kidWho&amp;rsquo;s ruthlessToothlessEager to use itCause while we liv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351653/</link>
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			<title> Stream Of Conscious (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>no thoughts.
just pen movements.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351652/</link>
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			<title>And She Gets The Guy (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>     &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Damn, there he goes, he has to though, it has to show,&amp;nbsp;f**k it, cause he needs to know, here he starts to come, so it&amp;rsquo;s now her time to go&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;Now I know I&amp;rsquo;m not the flyestBut I&amp;rsquo;m convinced to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351649/</link>
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			<title>F**k Forever (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description> I wanna be in love/I/Really/Really/Do/But I&amp;rsquo;m not talkin&amp;rsquo;/A common love/That 52%/I didn&amp;rsquo;t really mean it love/I mean, maybe that&amp;rsquo;s fine for you/But for me/I crave that/Die for you/Cry for you/Stand on trial/Testify for yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351646/</link>
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			<title>Unborn (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>Nine months/And I conceived a daughter/Wondered her mom were of died/Would she have been a martyr?/Tears fled my face as if my eyes were of water/How could I abort my child?/When it&amp;rsquo;s my daughter I would slaughter/So I kissed her on her forehead on the car ride ho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351642/</link>
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			<title>Still Drum (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>Be still my beating heartDo not cryDo not painStay still, do not give up Be still my beating heart For you are all I have. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351637/</link>
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			<title>Blues Like The Red Sky (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description> Blues like The Red Sky&amp;nbsp;I got blues like the red sky/Hurts me soul, but I can&amp;rsquo;t cry/Heartbroken, but I can&amp;rsquo;t die/Won&amp;rsquo;t speak the truth, but I can&amp;rsquo;t lie/These are my bluesA different shade of death/Now she&amp;rsquo;s gone/And with al..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351636/</link>
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			<title>Kill The Snooze (Year+ Old)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Kill The Snooze&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kill the snooze/Just to keep the dream alive/My minds a wonderland/With horrid dreams inside/Where good and bad collide/I sway from side to side/Tossed over ship/And drowned by the tide/My mind wrecks ashore/ I gasp in a sea ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351633/</link>
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			<title>Dutch Operator Verse</title>
			<description>i take my poetry seriously
i take rapping quite the opposite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351632/</link>
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			<title>Doin' It Verse</title>
			<description>i take my poetry serious i take rapping quite the opposite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351630/</link>
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			<title>No Calculator Test Verse</title>
			<description>i take my poetry seriously
i take rapping quite the opposite</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/haaaaachuuuuu/351629/</link>
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