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			<title>Looking for Food</title>
			<description>The giants are now gonethe fake sun left with themthis is the time to go onlest we'd be condemnedfor we seek just one thingscavanged resources to survivewhatever fate may bringas long as it keeps us alive.The fake sun returned suddenlyI see the greater giant approachingshe hasn't spotted us, luckily..</description>
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			<title>Someday</title>
			<description>So diminished, rendered worthlessabused and pushed asidethen ignored, left in distresswould be even better if he just died.But how could he? Really,when such feelings burn insidewhich make him frail and sillybut still manage their way outside.It is all because of her, undoubtedlyyet what I feel, I d..</description>
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			<title>No Place Like Home</title>
			<description>The day's been longand the sun is downyet something's wrongwhenever I look aroundIs it something I've forgotten?Or something simply missing?Has the soul begun to rotten?Maybe something I'm dismissing?Non important, neverthelesslet it slide or let it roamif anything, I must confess,God,there's no pla..</description>
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			<title>Life Is But One Path</title>
			<description>It is funny, is it not?the hardships, experiences and soall which which you've been taughtit's never simple, I knowfear not, it won't last forevernor will it haunt you, perchanceit may seem unbearing, howeverstay with me, keep your stance.Life is but one pathenduring will be satisfyingit's simple ma..</description>
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			<title>Matthias, The Dream Maker</title>
			<description>The Dream Maker</description>
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			<title>The Sun And The Moon</title>
			<description>My attempt at writing a love story.</description>
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			<title>Instead</title>
			<description>Instead</description>
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			<title>Dinner</title>
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			<title>Thoughts Of The Madman's Mind</title>
			<description>An old something</description>
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			<title>Shine</title>
			<description>Shine</description>
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			<title>Search For Reason</title>
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			<title>Temptation</title>
			<description>Rumbling features of an unkown forcedrive thrusting an unseen spear in my chestit states no name, no home, no sourceit makes it's nest inside, hidden like a pestcalling, this forbidden passion poundsexceedingly vicious, morbid, beseechingthe unnatural sensation of a spirit that hauntsmaking its way ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/1487082/</link>
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			<title>Red</title>
			<description>Love is in the air.</description>
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			<title>Because I Could</title>
			<description>I took fate in handjust as everyone told me toforget the rest, do not withstandfight if you have to, no matter who.I took this teachings within my heartand fought tirelessly to achieve my dreamslost my friends, my family torn apartI knew the risks... of chasing whims.Alone I ponder, why did I?Was it..</description>
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			<title>Trance</title>
			<description>A deep breath of anger and despairsilenced by colors of a nature unknownbeautiful melodies appear out of thin airI feel this body, here, but not my ownIt is only a matter of timeyet the presence is crooked, unstatedeverything but pure, everything but grimerejoiced, deeply loved, but hatedHow come it..</description>
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			<title>Smile</title>
			<description>I gave up a long time agoI thought I understoodthe more I came to knowthe more I thought I couldBut it was never all that simpleevery time I tried and fellevery effort, big and littlefor whatever reason didn't do wellIt is only fair to give upa poisonous thought appearedit wouldn't rest nor would it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/1485609/</link>
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			<title>Enora</title>
			<description>Daydreaming forests circle the pathupcoming holidays of old are denieda king's words of wisdom, feelings of wrathhiding lambs set aside all their prideblueberry skies filled with music and mythsred flowing rivers in oceans abroadsix headless masters with jewelry giftsbetrayal of heart, coldest marau..</description>
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			<title>Modern Day Heroes</title>
			<description>Voices they heareloquently speakingwhispering beautifully to every earengulfing lies for all who are seekingIt isn't fair they sayyou deserve better, it's trueyou can choose the other wayyou have the right to it tooDamage will be taken care ofrichness befalls to those who followthey speak of justice..</description>
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			<title>Side-Walking</title>
			<description>Nobody ever notices herAs if no one could seeTiny, old, and covered in dirtHow could that be?She holds her little cupBut few strangers ever shareLess would dare to stopAnd no one seems to care.Someone should help somehowWouldn't you agree?But it can't be me, not nowI have an appointment at three.</description>
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			<title>Teddy Misses You</title>
			<description>Remember when we first met?I saw you smile and held me dearlyThat feeling, the best it could getthe way I felt, it was nearly...We spent so many good times togetherI wish we could stay this wayAnd you know I'll stay with you foreverThat I will never ever go awayBut long has passed since that dayI'm ..</description>
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			<title>&amp;Oslash;nce Belligerent</title>
			<description>I cl&amp;oslash;se my eyesashen leaves fallmen rise &amp;oslash;ut &amp;oslash;f icem&amp;oslash;rning squallthe man &amp;oslash;f firethe daughter lies undera battle s&amp;oslash; direbeware the man &amp;oslash;f thunderthe man &amp;oslash;f slaindeath is nighher&amp;oslash;es' banen&amp;oslash; time to crycame t&amp;oslash; gl&amp;oslash;rydece..</description>
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			<title>We Die In Dreams</title>
			<description>Once, years ago, I fell asleepand I couldn't wake up againtrapped in a dream so deepin a world I could call heavenand I had no grasp at allof what back then was unrealI sank, perhaps I wanted to fallI wished this dream was realbut even in dreams things go wrongyour world can shatteras an old man gro..</description>
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			<title>I'm Done With Suffering</title>
			<description>Dancing shadows whisper gently my nameas I walk quietly down the stairs,&quot;come, free us, join us in our game&quot;&quot;thus no one will notice, no one cares&quot;.They keep proving insistent and stubbornnever interested if I'm in the mood to hear them,just thrusting deeper within their poisonous thornhurting, achi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/705212/</link>
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			<title>If Whales Could Cry</title>
			<description>If whales could cryWould you notice?Would you wonder why?Their tears lost at seaAll their feelings, deniedIf a whale criesWould you care?And look at it, to its eyes?I wonderWould you dare?Wouldn't you feel ashamed?Of all your comforts and joysWhat if you were to blame?What if they sing no more?And a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/677292/</link>
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			<title>Flammen &amp; Citronen</title>
			<description>Yesterday I saw them marching outsideto see them infesting our streets makes me nauseous.Did you see them too? Did you try to hide?They appeared out of nowhere, and we should be cautious.I cannot let them be, there are more of them every dayeven among us, traitors keep showing upand there's no one t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/677268/</link>
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			<title>Le Sablier</title>
			<description>Le temps tombe comme une pierre qui s'&amp;eacute;croule dans la merma vie entreprend une fuite dans chaque instant apr&amp;egrave;s avoir parl&amp;eacute;il semble que je suis le souvenir d'une fausse m&amp;egrave;reun oiseau avec les ailes bris&amp;eacute;es et qui n'a jamais vol&amp;eacute;je lutte pour ma vie, m'assuje..</description>
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			<title>Sirius</title>
			<description>Er hat mir n&amp;auml;hergekommenund hat er meine Strafe begonnenich wei&amp;szlig; er hat seit langem genossenseit habe ich meine Augen fest geschlo&amp;szlig;en.Er mag es gern mich zuschlagenaber sieht er nicht ich kann es nicht mehr ertragenich habe es satt, vor seinem Missbrauchaber ich wei&amp;szlig; nicht was..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/674557/</link>
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			<title>Senza</title>
			<description>I must admit I miss youmore than anyone else I knowbut I don't know what to doand I don't want to let you goif only I had listened welland cared more for little detailsI wouldn't spend the night with Moselletrying to revive past time tales.I cannot ask for forgiveness nowthere's no way at all to get..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/670925/</link>
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			<title>Ritenuto</title>
			<description>Here I comebut now you goa heart so glumthe heavy woepointless criesscattering tearsunder rotten skiesholding fears.Never before this would matternever has a feeling so subjective beenmisheard quickly, unnoticed patterfrom the words of love which none has seen.</description>
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			<title>Caesura</title>
			<description>Everything went silent all around meeverything ceased to be part of the worldas if it had never been, and will never bebooks were emptied of all their wordspolitely, silence embraced us allemptiness suddenly became collectivenoone knows now what may befallnoone recalls the reason they're defective.B..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/670747/</link>
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			<title>Smorzando</title>
			<description>I close my eyesand I fall into this voidwhere no one hears my crieswhere sounds seem so devoid.I cannot feel my heart anymorethe constant pounding has faded.Am I still here? I lost track of yoreleft abandoned and jaded.Feel the touch of life as you dielet yourself shelter no remorsethe end is commin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/669895/</link>
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			<title>Diminuendo</title>
			<description>Louder screaming!Fighting for your lifethe heart so schemingbegging hopeless for a knife.Crashing, banging, torture!Defenseless and sadyet feeling great rapture,the best you ever had!I caress your skin softly nowso beautiful, so much damn beauty!You're like the goddess to whom I vowwho cleanses my h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/669871/</link>
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			<title>D&amp;egrave;sperda</title>
			<description>Today I'm living tortureI'm crazy in hereRotting underneath illusion plays</description>
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			<title>Solipsism Ghosts</title>
			<description>So many nights I have spent mourningoften I've awaken in pain every morningpast time whispers caress my dreams of lustdenying the factious reality that my heart is lost.I do not speak of love nowadaysall which is true is what it is and its mysterious waysa self-centered yet forgiving world remainsun..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/668430/</link>
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			<title>Lady Of Luxurious Life</title>
			<description>&quot;There she goes&quot;, people admiredthe lady of luxurious lifethe reason for poets inspiredthe woman you'd like as your wife.There she sits, you'll seethe flawless beauty, the sveltedrinking from a cup an exotic teawithout feeling any guilt.No one really loves hersince her beauty will one day leavethat'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/588303/</link>
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			<title>The Man And The Moon</title>
			<description>Silent tears of a moon left in dreams,generously soaking the misguided man's way,keep on falling from heavens, as it seems,forcing the man to seek where to stay.Nobody ever glanced at her anymore,nobody ever stared at her beautiful face,but then her tears, in a puddle on the floor,let her face glow ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/587239/</link>
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			<title>Childhood Games</title>
			<description>Brothers.</description>
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			<title>Into The Gallows</title>
			<description>The shouting winds suffocate my earsas I walk blinded through the crowded&amp;nbsp;square,justice failed to temptation's fearslest we remember my fitting dare.&quot;Foolishness&quot;, my executioner&amp;nbsp;keeps in thought&quot;What a brave, gaga man I have today&quot;and as he whispers &quot;It was all for naught&quot;h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arugel/585867/</link>
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			<title>Das Klavier (The Piano)</title>
			<description>Gute Nacht, meine sch&amp;ouml;ne Dameheute ist einen guten Tag f&amp;uuml;r Romanzeerz&amp;auml;hle ich dir meinem Namewenn du dich benihmst ganze.lass' meine kalten Finger dich ber&amp;uuml;hrenwir werden Sch&amp;ouml;nheit zusammen schaffenberuhig' du dich, lass' mich&amp;nbsp;nur dich f&amp;uuml;hrenlass' unsere Herz..</description>
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			<title>Winter</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;She was completely alonewalking blindly through the streetslost within the unknownuntil out of exhaustion she sits.&amp;nbsp;The floor was freezingthe night was cruelcouldn't help it, she kept sneezing&quot;god's a fool&quot;.&amp;nbsp;A sudden sparkle beneath the snowand she traps it wi..</description>
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			<title>Samantha</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Once upon a time, not too far from now, at northern France by a place called Rouen, there was a young little girl named Samantha. Her skin was as white as the very own snow, her eyes of the most beautiful green and her hair of the darkest black.&amp;nbsp;She was living with her uncle, Armand..</description>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&quot;Murderer&quot;- the voices screamed, louder, louder, piercing from my ears to my thoughts they shouted &quot;Murderer&quot;&quot;MURDERER!&quot;Everything was the same, my coffee, black, no sugar, ready in less than three minutes, always served in my #1 dad cup. A sad scenery of my living room and myself sitting ..</description>
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			<title>If God Hadn't Gone</title>
			<description>Life was precious back in those amber days of summer, butterflies flew all over the colored flowered fields where I used to watch the sky. Yes indeed, life was beautiful and joyful, everything was the perfect picture of Eden, God&amp;rsquo;s best piece of art, if I shall say it myself. I would like to s..</description>
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			<title>Erbe Des Einzelg&amp;auml;ngers (Hermit's Heritage)</title>
			<description>Ich singe der Nachtals das traurigste Lieddie Mond tanzt ganz nacktzu dem Klang der&amp;nbsp;mich quillt.&amp;nbsp;Die&amp;nbsp;Liebe liebt michdoch mein Herz liebt dichdeine&amp;nbsp;Stimme,&amp;nbsp;deine Gr&amp;ouml;&amp;szlig;edeine&amp;nbsp;K&amp;auml;lte, meine Muse.&amp;nbsp;Du bist mein, mein tolles Geschenkdie diese und&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>A Statue's Tears</title>
			<description>She has been young and naivea former artist and a loverfor her art she shant grieveas mankind will soon discover.&amp;nbsp;How pathetic humans arethey fear what they don't understandleaving for the world a scarpunishing the fair with bare hand.&amp;nbsp;Her work will inspire foreverher tomb will be ..</description>
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			<title>The Fallen One</title>
			<description>Inspired by true love.</description>
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			<title>Adieu</title>
			<description>There's no such thing in lifeas happiness nor Godwhy shouldn't I let the knifepierce into my heart and spill my blood?I can no longer feel pleasureluxuries in life are hollowwhy should I live? There's no cureand there's no one worthy to follow.Ice cold dagger, I invite youlet your thrust dance with ..</description>
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			<title>The Sleeping Man</title>
			<description>Once upon a time, well, many years agoI found the rests of a vividless bodywas he sleeping? I wondered as I looked belowshould I ask? could I? he's sitting, there's nobodyno man nor woman around, all alonejust me and my self again on the road of dirtah yes, and of course that body beside that stonee..</description>
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			<title>I Fell In Love With Someone Called Death</title>
			<description>Dedicated dearly to Beth (not Death), the best nurse on Earth.</description>
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			<title>Behind My Mask</title>
			<description>With few words&amp;nbsp;I will unveilthe secrets I&amp;nbsp;hold&amp;nbsp;withinbefore&amp;nbsp;the soul becomes staleI must admit what I've beenI have changed my namemany times for me to rememberI never wished to be what I becamea solitary artist, I no longer care.Just a few words to expressthe..</description>
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