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			<title>The Seventh Day</title>
			<description>Sunday morning, not&amp;nbsp;your Sunday best,A working Joe with no time for rest,The world sleeps as it was meant to bewhile you rise to fulfill a need,&amp;nbsp;Your weary eyes know the day's routine,Up and running 'fore the sun is seen,A cup of coffee,&amp;nbsp;if lucky&amp;nbsp;two,A little push..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/586268/</link>
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			<title>There Are Times</title>
			<description>The whippoorwill's song is near,It doesn't take much to bend my ear,The night is home to thoughts which stray,There are times when I do obsess,More often now, I must confess,giving them leave to have their way,Familiar&amp;nbsp;faces passing by pressed up against a starry sky,No ta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/584535/</link>
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			<title>Angel Dust...</title>
			<description>Sunlight filters through the hushilluminating all of us,Scattered bits of angel's graceover all the&amp;nbsp;human race,&amp;nbsp;Drifting through the rays divine,Finding one who has the time,Reap the vision as they fly,See the world through child's eyes,&amp;nbsp;Gather peace though simple ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/536100/</link>
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			<title>Incubus</title>
			<description>You awaken hard from your dreamswondering if all is as it seems,So out of sorts and lost in timechasing the cobwebs&amp;nbsp;from one's&amp;nbsp;mind,What breaks your peace you do not know,but deep inside the anguish grows,The&amp;nbsp;boogeyman&amp;nbsp;snores 'neath your bed,He'll be there 'ti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/492528/</link>
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			<title>The First Tallies ...</title>
			<description>The first tallies of crimson presage the day,The crescent moon lies perched within the clouds,Drifting notes of a lunar song are sung with it's dying breath,An aria to the night spirits...  Restless wings break the sky on the fringes of sightheralding the morn and the gift of life!They..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/490087/</link>
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			<title>Kiss Away</title>
			<description>Hold me close and press me tight,Make the stars shine twice as bright,Fill my eyes with thoughts of you,All the little things you do,Kiss away the world's slights,Share with me our love tonight,Chase away the cold night air,Think of me and I'll be there,Guide me to your heart tonight..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/488473/</link>
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			<title>Whisperings...</title>
			<description>Whispers faintly whispered running parallel to night,Recurring voices mingling...when heeded taking flight,Phantasms of a nether realm cross bonds breaching my own,So far away, yet, so close, but never reaching home,Shackled souls bound to the earth by restraints in kind,Searching for what..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fargo_Williams/488401/</link>
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			<title>Face the Wind </title>
			<description>Gone though not forgotten unlike blown footsteps in the sand, The yesterdays of yesteryears lie in the Promised Land, Ride with the Wind, fly with the wind, I'll live them once again, I'll hold on tight with all my strength until my last amen,   I cast my bread upon the waters, not thinkin..</description>
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