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			<title>Shameless Lamentation</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem shortly after finishing reading the novel 'Night,' by Elie Wiesel. It was a rather depressing book, though incredibly well-written, and it inspired me to write about the Holocaust.</description>
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			<title>A Thousand Words</title>
			<description>I just got this idea one day, and it hit so close to my heart, I knew I had to write it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cujie/517914/</link>
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			<title>The Tattoo</title>
			<description>Just about a person I love very much. I want her to know that. </description>
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			<title>Black Petals</title>
			<description>Loss is something all encounter. I hope this can offer some consolation for those who have to face the loss of someone who was loved very much. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cujie/516487/</link>
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			<title>You Said So</title>
			<description>You once said you would scream your love for meto the stars.The twinkling fairies seem to have burned out.You once said you would give your life to defendmy honor.You seem to have given your life to someone else.You once said you would never accept someonewho has hurt me.But yet, you..</description>
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			<title>The Language</title>
			<description>The person I wrote this about knows who they are. And I just wanted to tell you, dear one, that I am so sorry for all that has happened. I hope to one day return to what we once were, if you'll let me.</description>
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			<title>I ask.</title>
			<description>Sometimes I ask myself.Would death be a nicechange?I like to think that ifI just laid back,closed my eyes,taken a deep breath,I might drift off.Sometimes I ask myself.Is it really worth it?All this pain I feel,it doesn&amp;rsquo;t last.But it&amp;rsquo;s the feeling nothingafterwar..</description>
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