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			<title>Feather </title>
			<description>Quick draft of an idea I was inspired to write about.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/435130/</link>
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			<title>Killer</title>
			<description>For a lustful desire.. (which im sure we've all been guilty of&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/435107/</link>
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			<title>Hallways</title>
			<description>For her.
You know who you are honey.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/435099/</link>
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			<title>Exit old Trend</title>
			<description>New Style for me

Any thoughts as always will be appreciated.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/432601/</link>
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			<title>These Tears</title>
			<description>For a little girl who has been abducted. Not my best work; just a teary, heart filled vent.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/432059/</link>
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			<title>Rivers to Oceans</title>
			<description>&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;&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;&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;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/427160/</link>
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			<title>Tunned</title>
			<description>&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Roamed plain and obvious&amp;nbsp;Voicers apposed void,  story brought forward aloud&amp;nbsp;Rejoiced timely; knowing nonsense as such&amp;nbsp;Vibes positive, matters of why a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/426999/</link>
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			<title>Dance</title>
			<description>A poem more my style.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/422976/</link>
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			<title>When we Don't Know</title>
			<description>I wrote this from the perspective of a person growing up in the city who cant handle what they see day to day.
It is not how I feel in particular but, maybe it raises some interesting points?

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/422968/</link>
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			<title>Old Memories New</title>
			<description>When opposite souls attract; deliverance is no more our knack &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We strike on such &amp;nbsp;indifference; the state is rediscovery &amp;nbsp;Intent is sowing our rebirth&amp;nbsp;Illiterately we blindly attempt to depict each others signs&amp;nbsp;Our eyes are thrown to fires by frustrations..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/422912/</link>
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			<title>What Just Happened</title>
			<description>A first version, quickly penned.
I hope you enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/422553/</link>
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			<title>Wakes of Winds</title>
			<description>A collaboration between me and my baby</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/420461/</link>
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			<title>Stock Standard</title>
			<description>That part of you that never dies.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/418043/</link>
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			<title>Trillion things</title>
			<description>&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Open ended state of conscious swayAligned where life essence playsReleased to be a trillion thingsBreathing in, breathing out windHealing form from new controlSelfs meeting, now when..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/416755/</link>
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			<title>Aside the view</title>
			<description>&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once, we were so young I&amp;nbsp; can remember the winter snowingDriven by such inquisitionAlways asking and never knowing&amp;nbsp;My, we have aged though Through the motions we kep..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/416752/</link>
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			<title>Bluetbelle</title>
			<description>Acrostic</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/416725/</link>
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			<title>Beside </title>
			<description>&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will stand beside you&amp;nbsp;When your cold I will keep you warmWhen yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/416680/</link>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>A million thank yous</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/415969/</link>
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			<title>I love her</title>
			<description>She gives life to;All beating heartsEach temple for lifeThe Breath in every lungThe Births of every kinThe Syllables from every tongueShe gives passion Walking barefooted across green dew dusted fieldsThe grass between my toes slides and tickles, running chills of wet pleasure ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/415963/</link>
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			<title>Still</title>
			<description>Fast penned dream poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/415952/</link>
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			<title>Flat line</title>
			<description>I can relate to feeling like this, and understand why it gets here. 
This poem is the adverse and sequel to Wave.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/413309/</link>
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			<title>Wave</title>
			<description>New style for me I guess. Pretty short and straight forward.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/413304/</link>
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			<title>The Same</title>
			<description>Jotted poem. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/412627/</link>
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			<title>Consider</title>
			<description>A thought which passes from time to time but, is always real.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/411362/</link>
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			<title>To not know any better</title>
			<description>Kind of dark expression I guess.  

I feel it kind of describes the feeling of being totally lost.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/411171/</link>
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			<title>One Day</title>
			<description>&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;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In my heart&amp;nbsp;A flow to pen this portrait, painting pictures of pai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/407376/</link>
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			<title>Repetitive</title>
			<description>I always have the feeling&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes the words appear&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I hold them in&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I share&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love expression&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I express love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tongue as my means&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I share with your h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/403273/</link>
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			<title>Remind You</title>
			<description>A moment souls shared Light reminds me, I love youWhen I am reminded, I&amp;nbsp;remind youNot to be confusedJust a simplistic truthWords in a momentFrom me to you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/403270/</link>
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			<title>Familiar </title>
			<description>Tensions as once promised, now fadeWords once said, now visible todayThe sun is shinning, the rain isfallingStanding tall, a silent voice callingWalk to toward the unknown, the lesstraveled pathFind your strength and stand, flowthrough this fountain in tranceFlow like rivers rush, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/402893/</link>
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			<title>Canvas Poem</title>
			<description>&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Many people know pain People of everydayArtistic expression on displayHearts of the day&amp;nbsp;A canvas is life's escapeFind soul and your mind swaysInspired by lifeLife is lived..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/393361/</link>
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			<title>Delicate Fire</title>
			<description>&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The flame of eternity flickers upon its wax substanceGlowing in the darkness, it's radiants illuminatesLife's delicate fire staggers, blows and fluctuatesJolting in chaotic, whimsical un..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/386992/</link>
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			<title>Sunlight</title>
			<description>&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The destined rush of spring caresses life  Rebirth in surreal and abundant vibrancy.What a time to liveBreezes blow a chill to soothSmiling morning sunlight, so gently kisses skin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/386975/</link>
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			<title>Lonely Pen</title>
			<description>Hope you like it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isaacjacob/386958/</link>
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