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			<title>A letter to my depression</title>
			<description>Dear Depression,I f*****g hate you. Every night for two years, you have dragged to my bed ,clambered on top of me,&amp;nbsp;your heavy form pressing me into my bed until theindent in my mattress is as deep&amp;nbsp;as the hole in my hollow chest.You whispered your sweet nothings into my earE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1482841/</link>
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			<title>Yesterday I said I loved you.</title>
			<description>Suppressing your feelings is hopeless.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1336402/</link>
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			<title>A poem</title>
			<description>A short insight into my love life. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1336396/</link>
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			<title>The ballad of the unrequited</title>
			<description>What it is to be in love with your best friend. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1300866/</link>
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			<title>Fat and Ugly</title>
			<description>One young girls descent into crippling insecurity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1263544/</link>
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			<title>Waves. </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I'll just be going about my day&amp;nbsp;and all of a sudden the waves come rolling in,&amp;nbsp;wave after wave after of fear and anxiety and longing.The tide pulls them out but that just makes it worse&amp;nbsp;cause I know they are coming back for me,so I just lie there and let them wash over me.But th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1210963/</link>
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			<title>Lost and Found</title>
			<description>Becoming my self again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kawatters/1165561/</link>
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