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			<title>The Two Toned Mask</title>
			<description>A mask of two faces I do wearOne of&amp;nbsp;Porcelain&amp;nbsp;and one of glassWhat is this misery that I am heirTo whom I do veil within the massOne of&amp;nbsp;porcelain&amp;nbsp;hiding heavens lightDeeming all to hide in sightOne of glass worn within the massTo blur the imperfections from those that passA mask ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1144467/</link>
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			<title>Trip to the Afterlife</title>
			<description>Alone one night I sit alone within the dark.Hugged tightly by the cold dark tendrils of night.The moon hung low, the stars dulled by cloud cover.Candle light led the way down below.Tunnel in the darkness grew and grew.Swallowing whole the entirety of life.Snuffing the candles unnerving glare.Alone I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1112372/</link>
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			<title>Hidden</title>
			<description>Ragged spiral, diving down.Deep within this twisted life.I lay here staying at these four walls,Trapped within and trapped outside.Quite I stay, the friends that come.Don't know the pain here within.They read my words, and know so little.Of who it is I really am.Shy, cold, away I stay.They shouldn't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1112274/</link>
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			<title>What Lives in the Night</title>
			<description>Void, alone, laying here.I stir, I shake, I sit.What is this?The darkness that surrounds me.Eyes stating back.Waiting for the fall,Waiting for the food,Waiting for me.Left atop this pillar of hope.Held up by expectations.Passing, failing, each different.No praise, but constant corrections.Awake, alo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1111686/</link>
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			<title>In Love with Metal</title>
			<description>ReleaseHere I stayAway from prying eyesDrowning alone.TabooCold VenomPain for pain I tradeSurviving another day.AloneLove for anotherNo heart, No acheForgetting times together.NeuroticMad infatuationDead and goneIn Love with Metal</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1111241/</link>
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			<title>A ripple, A wave...</title>
			<description>Silence among friends,Growing talk among people,Take me away before it ends,Trapped on the edge waiting for the ripple.Disease spreads quickly,A growing cancer of the heart,Words spread freely,Our group, deaths next mark.Growing tension, escape from them all,A life trapped between friends,Forced to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1110599/</link>
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			<title>The Tale of the Wall</title>
			<description>There once was a wall, A blank wall wiped clean,Clean of everyone's problems,Clean of the war that raged before hand.This wall was content,Content to sit alone,Having strangers come from here and there,No one to make cracks,But one day the wall had a visitor,A very special one,One that wrote his nam..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1110035/</link>
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			<title>Dark and Drowning</title>
			<description>Let the water riseOver the toes, licking gently at the feetInnocent when first we meetNot yet knowing my own demiseNow falling deeperHeadlong, too QuickThe water, my skin, it licksRefreshing, this new loverLiquid hugging, restricting&amp;nbsp;Confining, Suffocating, colderThe light dims darkerAlone, lef..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1110023/</link>
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			<title>In Thought of What is Left</title>
			<description>Hidden away like a shadow in a dark room.I sulk the night away with memories of the past.What is it then that brings me back to thoughts of you?Is it just that I feel like something is....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Missing.........I lay awake in my bed, feeling like I'm trapped within a tombLife use to flow..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shadeofaman/1109890/</link>
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