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		<description>The original writings of author Jinelly</description>
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			<title>Two beat the crows.</title>
			<description>suicide.</description>
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			<title>come for me, comfort me.</title>
			<description>guess.</description>
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			<title>singing wind chimes</title>
			<description>its not done.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blueunicorn/455960/</link>
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			<title>the earths pulse</title>
			<description>the sun beams in through the window, filling the floor of my room like an ocean. spilling itself from ceiling to floor. and all i can hear are the shadows crawling up book shelves, moving through legs of tables and chairs. almost ready&amp;nbsp; to grab me by the ankles and pull me into the dark thresho..</description>
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			<title>the dancer with no legs</title>
			<description>diary entries.</description>
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			<title>weeping willows only cry in the summer</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Time is fleeing!&amp;quot;wet wrists soaked in grass and open viens.a shrunken sea of hoplessness,and blood filled bones.&amp;quot;Call the sun!&amp;quot;a stream of energy around her neckflowing in between her breast,letting every moment overcomethe body that was rented&amp;quot;return as p..</description>
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			<title>stained eyes and broken fingers</title>
			<description>stars overlapping smeared coal,on matter.what matters?swimming into the eyes of a lover,jade eyesyour jade eyes.feelings of winter on summer mornings,breathing frostyet dry and withered in windy beaches,and dripping wet by lakes of sheets.pink stained skin hungry handsyour hu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blueunicorn/454848/</link>
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			<title>women age like leaves.</title>
			<description>couples grow old.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blueunicorn/453480/</link>
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			<title>Salt and Sand</title>
			<description>they filled the eyes of the orchardwith salt and sand,with liquid hope.fingers tremble as time assembles fate,with broken palmsand pale blue lips.at dusk a purer raindripping off the flesh of bricks and stone,fogged up mirrorsblurred out faces, dull streetlights.A hundr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/blueunicorn/453479/</link>
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			<title>sink so deep you fall off the planet.</title>
			<description>just read it.</description>
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