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			<title>Dissolution</title>
			<description>More self indulgent, me-centered expressive stuff for the time being.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NonWriterGy/662546/</link>
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			<title>Early Memories</title>
			<description>I used to pull myself up on the sink and look into the mirror, wondering why my face was so ugly, and whether their was anything I could do to fix it.&amp;nbsp; It's taken many years to realize that the answer is &quot;no.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NonWriterGy/585403/</link>
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			<title>Cherish</title>
			<description>An experience from last winter.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NonWriterGy/563219/</link>
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			<title>Permatripping</title>
			<description>I seem to be in the mood to write expressive, non-poetic poems for now.  In my head there are pauses and whatnot, but I'm not sure exactly how to express them correctly, or if others hear when they read it what I hear writing it.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NonWriterGy/446384/</link>
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			<title>None</title>
			<description>Nothingness is a strange feeling.There are words for anger, sadness, pain, joy -and almost every other feeling that is something,but none for that space where they all fall away.Where I fall away.Where in my place a wind-up automoton plods mechanically, pasionlessly through the meaningless..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NonWriterGy/446088/</link>
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			<title>Mechanical Hedonists</title>
			<description>Rough, angsty, crap.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NonWriterGy/446082/</link>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>wordsstale, stuffytreacherous friendswith murderous agendataking what matters --the real, the vibrant, the intensethat which is full of the firey life-blood of feeling,emotion, too wide, too rich, too violent,to lay prisoner within confines of tiny human skullbursting, breaking out..</description>
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