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			<title>This Little Black Book</title>
			<description>A poem about my poetry journal, and how it's helped me through so much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mad-strosity/395533/</link>
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			<title>Losing You Forever</title>
			<description>the tears you see belong to meas they fall to the ground.because you you i have nothing to dobut sit and mope around.i love you too much and i don't have the gutsto tell you what you've done.but if i could, i surely wouldtell you stop clowning around.you've hurt me too deepand now ..</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;-Chapter 1-&amp;nbsp;I felt it.It was a feeling of utter helplessness, but I took comfort in knowing that I would never have to feel it- or anything at all- ever again. I didn&amp;rsquo;t fear death, so at the moment I was staring it right in the face, all I could do was embrace it.I felt de..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mad-strosity/395514/</link>
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			<title>Screen-Play</title>
			<description>After 17 year old Mariah Black dies, she ends up in a mysterious place with white walls, and an enormous screen. She is visited by a strange man that gives her the information she needs to be in charge of a young boy&amp;#2013266066;s entire life that she watches on that</description>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>it's...a little depressing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mad-strosity/395504/</link>
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			<title>...I'll never say</title>
			<description>the things i'll never say...the things i'll never admit to...the faces you'll never see...the person that is me...the things you'll never hear...words i mumble- unclear...the things you'll never see me do...it's all for the best of you...the things i'll never be...the dreams i'll n..</description>
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