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			<title>Caged Bird Sings</title>
			<description>Feeling restricted..</description>
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			<title>Get out Of My Head</title>
			<description>Get out of my Head  When I'm alone Not just physically but in thought I am at peace I am unworried I have no anxieties But when you are with me Not just physically but in thought My most tranquil days are spent in a raft Floating in a sea of unsurety My peace is shattered into ..</description>
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			<title>True Love</title>
			<description>Been through the forest,Asked&amp;nbsp;every&amp;nbsp;tree&amp;nbsp;where she hid.Conquered each mountain topSeeking her face at the ridge.Flew to the stars;Inquired&amp;nbsp;of her whereabouts.Interrogated the moon,Hoping to flush her out.Went to the sea;Deepest part I could find.Submerged my soul,And searched it ..</description>
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			<title>Lesson Learned</title>
			<description>I pray intensely to the Lord &amp;lsquo;cause I may see him soon.&amp;nbsp;Our lives are like flowers that wither the moment they bloom.&amp;nbsp;I saw my mother on the news and my cousin too.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I sit and wonder what the world is coming to.&amp;nbsp;I've never felt a womans love but I have touched a co..</description>
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			<title>My Bag</title>
			<description>Everything that I ever had was placed in a bag-&amp;nbsp;And carried over my shoulder with a stick as it drags.&amp;nbsp;I'm walking down the road remembering the days of old-&amp;nbsp;Reflections that tire my soul with a burdensome load.&amp;nbsp;I've often hoped a killer came to take away my pain-&amp;nbsp;Beautiful ..</description>
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			<title>I Am Tired</title>
			<description>I believe this is the most controversial poem I have ever written, many will disagree with it's content, it may even express views you've never heard, yet, I firmly believe it is all unpopular truth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/1Deep/1132711/</link>
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			<title>Silent Scream</title>
			<description>I can't even achieve &amp;nbsp;peace inside my dreams at night.I loathe people, so when I'm lonely it just feels right.I yearn to dwell above the clouds, good riddens to land.In truth I'm a spirit, masquerading as a man.Grains of sand are outnumbered by the worries I hide.The ink is my home, t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/1Deep/1132562/</link>
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			<title>Fate</title>
			<description>You enchant meBut never can we date.I see our end in the beginning,For I know my fate.The game will be joyous,Our bond will be as heavens air.Till alas, I shall awake and it was never there.You are the woman of my dreams,I your charming prince.But to our horror Fictional charac..</description>
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			<title>Why Black?</title>
			<description>When I was born I didn't know,&amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;had a box for me to fit in.And a 6x 8 cell prepared for me to live in.&amp;nbsp;Physically and spiritually, this kind is encaged.&amp;nbsp;All whose pigment is this shade, share a common rage.&amp;nbsp;And if your flesh is as the coal, there's weight on your soul.&amp;n..</description>
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