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			<title>My Mother My Younger</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Clouds above, swirl.Night is dead.Draw near mother,heed my younger.His life co-existwith the flux of my heart.May things above guide him,souls of poets, artist, Alignwith his continuum.Little man, refuse life'sdeceptions, traps.Swear against hate,let love relapse.li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sayimadreamer13/409023/</link>
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			<title>Ajustment to injustice</title>
			<description>Unaware, awake.Dawn, sit, ponderthis civilized world.Adolescent float amongfamine, unimaginable pool.Began to breath, old disputesdrowned out.What quarrel have you?An abridged tripto empathy.Noon, make yourmuse others.Reflect, in the face of hunger,self-abnegation. The eart..</description>
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			<title>loss</title>
			<description>The day you passed away,my tears froze inside.Complete disbelief,nobody to justify.This life of deceit,a small pond of compromise.Wild flowers surround you in your peaceful abode,memories of your eyes calm my soul.Craig Morris</description>
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			<title>Tell them</title>
			<description>This is a poem about losing my mother</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sayimadreamer13/409019/</link>
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			<title>Walking</title>
			<description>walking,walking,always somewhere to go,walking,always running,running,we are walking rightto the grave.Craig Morris </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sayimadreamer13/409016/</link>
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			<title>I say this to you, I love you</title>
			<description>this is a poem about love</description>
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