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		<description>The original writings of author Brooke, this is the otherside.</description>
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			<title>And I swear it to you.</title>
			<description>I swear it to you.I swear it to you.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve never loved another as you have caused me. And on this night, let you hear it from the moon,Let you hear it from the stars,How far I&amp;rsquo;ve gone to see you.&amp;nbsp;Oh, how far for you I&amp;rsquo;ve come.I swear i..</description>
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			<description>I can&amp;rsquo;t comprehend why you are allowed to be blissful,Why can&amp;rsquo;t I be placed into that position too?I know I can feel them wanting to reach the sky,But I&amp;rsquo;ve been tied down to this simple, dreadful outlook.&amp;nbsp;I can see your expression, happy in themse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/396299/</link>
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			<title>What a scene...</title>
			<description>What a flower, what a scene;It&amp;rsquo;s yearning for the sky like the mighty oak tree.&amp;nbsp;Does the flower wish and want to reach its intention?Will it be struck down before attaining what it needs?&amp;nbsp;But maybe this flower was never meant to flourish;Maybe we wer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/395583/</link>
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			<title>Show and tell this carving...</title>
			<description>I hate these feelings.Did you see these scars?I want you to know, these scars hold my past.Did you not place your eyes on my non-existent stars?&amp;nbsp;I want to know what you&amp;rsquo;ve seen,I want to know what you hear.Let me creep inside of you,Please replace this ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/394746/</link>
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			<title>Don't mistake this for the sinking...</title>
			<description>Sudden awe taking actions,Regretful fractionsThis will never endThings there that were never sent&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;The night never seems to end.Nothing ever seems to end.Times slipping awayI&amp;rsquo;m standing still&amp;nbsp;What have I done?What have I gotten into th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/394572/</link>
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			<title>Let's Be Perfect</title>
			<description> He stands at your toes on this barren night,And you decline all dreams given to you.You&amp;rsquo;ve been awaken with all that surrounds you, And he&amp;rsquo;s noticed everything in sight.&amp;nbsp;Nothing&amp;rsquo;s making sense anymore.He just wants to be your perfect st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/394408/</link>
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			<title>Rain, Rain, Go Away.</title>
			<description>I hate the rain,But here it comes again.The presence of your voice keeps all thunder away.The noise seems to pass me by.But now it&amp;rsquo;s raining all the time.&amp;nbsp;Let&amp;rsquo;s leave all this space and time;Run until the sky catches us.Strawberries and gumdrops..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/394108/</link>
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			<title>Anyone and Everyone</title>
			<description>Happiness, joy;Tears roll down your face;Same routine for weeks.The same last dream,The one where I wake up and I&amp;rsquo;m alive.These wall close you within, The sunshine shining in.&amp;nbsp;You will be fine.Here we are.&amp;nbsp;Let&amp;rsquo;s be like the trees;Reac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/394081/</link>
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			<title>The Past Kicked the Future's A*s</title>
			<description> Tug-of-War;The silence is tremblingAnd I don&amp;rsquo;t know where to begin?Where will this godforsaken road finally end?&amp;nbsp;Just rip the life from my bodyStop this final feeling.You and I were never really seen.Our love was never ever sealing. &amp;nbsp;I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brooksley/393990/</link>
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