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		<description>The original writings of author Rya May</description>
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			<title>Boney Existence </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;As she walked she,Smiled through tears.Tears for a life she would never get to have,Again.She wished she had realized how much this had changed her.But until this moment she hadn't realized how much she cared.Now she knew that she had to do something.She couldn't go on living lik..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/393774/</link>
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			<title>I miss you</title>
			<description>I miss you.Remeber when you,Lived for the next day?Charished problems,Because they created an adventureRemember when you worried alot?Because you were afriad you wouldn't get,Up in time to see cartoons.I miss you.Remember when you hated naps?Remember when boys were gross? Remem..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/393508/</link>
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			<title>Because I Know the Truth.</title>
			<description>Looking at the sky.Nothing matters anymore.Everything is average now that I've seen the.Truth.Nothing matters anymore.The sun is still shinning.If it only knew.It didn't need to anymore.My mind is not longer present.My flesh bubbles and melts.Under it's rays.But I feel nothing...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/392606/</link>
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			<title>Heat rises</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;nbsp; &amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/392213/</link>
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			<title>Childish Dreams</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;To be loved,And love back.To live with no regrets,And not to be one.To fall,And get back up.To live fully,And look back with happiness.To be loyal&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;principles,And be respected for them.To work hard,And be rewarded for it.To live in comfort,And die ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/392191/</link>
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			<title>Now I'm Free</title>
			<description>Sprinklings of ideas.Flowing droplets of thoughts.Trinkets to remind me of you.&amp;nbsp;Scars flow down my arm,Tears down my cheek,They ride down my neck and into my skin,The moisture so refreshing,From this never ending heat wave filling my chest.&amp;nbsp;My mind still cannot tell,I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/391987/</link>
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			<title>Welcome to my heart</title>
			<description>             Wecome to my Heart&amp;nbsp;I tried not to love you.Not to see a future where there was you and me.But as I tired it just became clearer,That you are meant for me.I couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe I could really love you forever,Why?Hollywood.Parents.Frien..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/391866/</link>
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			<title>Found Once Again</title>
			<description>I felt this need to write some no nonsense haiku. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/monika1530/391865/</link>
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			<title>Hole of Memories</title>
			<description>this is sort of a very abridged autobiography of my life. at least one tangent of it.</description>
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