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		<description>The original writings of author StoryTailor</description>
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			<title>For More</title>
			<description>&quot;For more&quot;
What I didn't ask for</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/805662/</link>
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			<title>Bridges</title>
			<description>I couldn't build a bridge to keep us together [...] And so, we simply were [...] It was nice, in a way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/707045/</link>
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			<title>Broken Toy</title>
			<description>I see you try to fix meI&amp;rsquo;m not a broken toy.You think my mind&amp;rsquo;s unstableI&amp;rsquo;d like to say I&amp;rsquo;m not.You can&amp;rsquo;t see the way I doYou think I&amp;rsquo;m just too odd.Won&amp;rsquo;t change your viewsPretend that you&amp;rsquo;re a god.I&amp;rsquo;m made thi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/642823/</link>
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			<title>Crazy</title>
			<description>Once they told me I was crazy,Insane,addled,Barny,wacked.They put me far away,I was happy.Far away,Safe away.Sometimes I screamedSometimes I criedSometimes, SometimesI wanted to curl up to die.Once they told me I was crazy,Insane,Addled,B..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/642818/</link>
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			<title>Hidden in Lines</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;You want to write a poempaint a picture with words, so nice.&amp;nbsp;Throw so many words at me, once, twice, three times!Each and every letter, consonant and voweltell and sing so perfectly, a story I'm waiting to hear.Paint this notebook canvas, orange, grey, and blue;color in th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/588500/</link>
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			<title>If all I ever did (Give me time)</title>
			<description>If all I ever did to you was cry,Then these they'll not stop falling.They'll drip,They'll drip,Cascade to the ground,Making no more difference then I did.If all I ever did to you was smile,Then I'll keep smiling through and through.I'd known the lies, known the hurt,Smiled a story to the world,Prett..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/561410/</link>
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			<title>How You Write</title>
			<description>How do you write?Do you write as words come to your mind?Do you dream then rush to tell the tale?Are you forced to sit and type?Or do you like to tell such pretty lies?How do you write?Are the words full of dark tales?Are your stories overflowing with emotion?Do y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/551220/</link>
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			<title>Final Session</title>
			<description>I'm not very good,Don't have much to say,And when I try to speak upthe wind swallows what I have to say.I keep the oddest companyShe stalks me every day.I feel her breathing down my neck,I hear her humming softly.She welcomes me into her home,Tempts me to walk in.Kuolema, KuolemaWalking through a cr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/546217/</link>
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			<title>Chasing a Dream</title>
			<description>I'm chasing a dream,It's so close to me, and I can taste it.The change it could bring is immense.But as long as this string is tied around,My Torso,&amp;nbsp;The time and efforts are wasted through and through.If you'd just cut the strings for me,I'm grateful.If you'd just cut the strings for me,I'm fre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/544968/</link>
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			<title>Sitting Here Now</title>
			<description>I'm sitting here because of you,You wouldn't know that though, would you?You've gone and left;I'm all alone, it's just so cold.And I'm sitting here.I know that the sun shines,But only when you are outside;Whenever I go out,The clouds seem to gather 'bout.My luck? Or lack?Or maybe just fate?So I stay..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/544884/</link>
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			<title>Death! Take Me</title>
			<description>	They were all wrong. All of them. There was absolutely nothing wrong with me, there never had been, there never would be. I believed in the light, stayed away from the darkness. I lived on my own, but it wasn't as though I dependent on others, I could take care of myself. I had people that loved me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/544573/</link>
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			<title>Away</title>
			<description>Tearingthat's what it is.This stabbing in me.Grab the piecesGather them up.For me,Just for me.Stop,&amp;nbsp;Wait.Rip them up.Take them away.Away.Stabbingyes, again and again.Ripping in my fleshRipping in my soul.Watch the blood pour,Watch the blood leak.For me,Just for me.Drip,Again.Pooling at my feet...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/534961/</link>
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			<title>Flames</title>
			<description>Fire.Set fire to my heart.Let's watch it burn.Set my heart to flames.Take a match.Take it,&amp;nbsp;Take it.Hold it to my organ.Let's burn all the memories.Burn all the memories.There, now.Everything that ever caused me pain.Burn.Let it consume.Let's watch it go away.Set my heart to flames.Fireplace, st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/533423/</link>
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			<title>Fate</title>
			<description>Her smile brightens up the world,&amp;nbsp;or was it her frown that shook it?She builds up fences and walls all around,won't let me see the world.I love her, and hate her, and everything in-between.This woman who means so much, or too little?&amp;nbsp;To me.I don't know who she is,her marvelously blonde hai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/524264/</link>
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			<title>My Last Day</title>
			<description>You are not wrong, not in thinkingThat all my life--has been a dream.Still, all my hope flies awayI can't accept, why can't you believe?I tell you in every way.I tell you in every day.There isn't much else left for me to sayI gave you velvet feathers,So soft for you to touch.They were died--with the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/518858/</link>
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			<title>Dear?</title>
			<description>Do you smell that?
Hear that?
Feel that?
Dear?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/500407/</link>
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			<title>Listen, Look, Taste, Feel, Smell</title>
			<description>ListenshYes Listen hearThe beating&amp;nbsp;The pulsingHear it coming nearLookyesOpen your eyesThe flowingAnd knowingThe look of the lightTastenowLet your tongue run freeHow sweetYet sourThis feeling, so creepingFeelhereLet your finger touch meThe smoothnessThe roughnessEverything in betweenSmellthisIt ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/499906/</link>
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			<title>Ba-Thump Bump Little Heart</title>
			<description>Ba-thumpBumpBa-thumpBumpHello, little heartSo fragile and softIt's been a while since we've talkedA lot's happened in that while tooI thought it'd be a good timeFor me to speak to youBa-thumpBumpBa-thumpBumpYes little heart,I know I should have listenedAnd because I was stubborn,&amp;nbsp;My eyes refuse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/495268/</link>
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			<title>No Existence. </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I don't exist, no not at all. And what I do, means nothing at all.You walk right by, pretend to see.But I know the reality.&amp;nbsp;I don't exist, no not at all. And what I do, means nothing at all.Just yesterday, it started to rain.I stood out there, still, you couldn't see my pain...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/476992/</link>
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			<title>Still</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sad blue eyes that never tell,&amp;nbsp;Never tellNever tellWhat makes them quite so sad.&amp;nbsp;Did they hurt you?Did they tear you?Did they let you fall?But you just smile and shake your head throughout it all.&amp;nbsp;Still.&amp;nbsp;Sad blue eyes that never tell,Never tellNeve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/475255/</link>
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			<title>The Marvelous Little Way</title>
			<description>My shriveled black heartMay have found a new sparkIn the marvelous little wayThat you sayThat you care&amp;nbsp;My black wingsTired and sore from flyingMay have found a place to restBecause the marvelous way&amp;nbsp;That you sayThat you careIs simply the best&amp;nbsp;My harsh cries..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/470512/</link>
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			<title>I'm Still Here</title>
			<description>As a star shoots across the sky,As a moon begins to rise,As a gentle wind caresses your face,I am still here.&amp;nbsp;Battling the shadows of your heartTrying to push them apartI've been here so longAnd yet you think that I'm gone&amp;nbsp;As the bird sings sweetly in your ear,As the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/469693/</link>
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			<title>The Victim</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Can you hear that?&amp;quot; I whispered to him. My voice was raspy, and I could barely be heard. My body started to shake violently, the chains at my ankles and wrists clanked and rattled painfully against my skin. I felt him embrace me in a warm hug, trying to calm me down.&amp;nbsp;There ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StoryLover/462896/</link>
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