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		<description>The original writings of author Ally</description>
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			<title>The Fall</title>
			<description>i was never one for jumping in the leaves.i was scared of bugs, so id zip my jacket all the way and put my hood onbecause i knew youd pull me in anyway.i suppose it was worth the fear to feel the leaves tickle my bare feet and the cold windagainst my face, blowing the leaves all about.you always sai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/591031/</link>
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			<title>I Should Scream This At You</title>
			<description>im not quite tired enoughto give this up yet.there is no rehab clinic for the feel of your warmth leaving my bones. are you happy with yourself? with&amp;nbsp;what you&amp;rsquo;ve become?Is this what you want?or are you justscaredof facing things, of feelingall that you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/552538/</link>
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			<title>The Shoemakers Bench</title>
			<description>tangled strings in heaps on the mahogany work bench sparkling with dust under the waning lamplight.various tools, their wood worn to a light shade of brownby years of of twisting and turning and tireless mendingof the fine leather bindings, strewn abouttaut and rough as his bone-thin hands that thre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/544635/</link>
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			<title>Scrapbooks Set Aside</title>
			<description>kind of sad, i must admit.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/530403/</link>
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			<title>Note To An Estranged Lover</title>
			<description>A desperate plea.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/505819/</link>
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			<title>It's Funny How Things Are</title>
			<description>A 911 tribute.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/502440/</link>
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			<title>My God is a Blind Man</title>
			<description>my god is a blind man.he does not seethe clothes we wear,or the color of our skin.he does not seewhom it is we love,only that we have lovedand were loved in return.he does not seeour deaths, our hate, our bloodhe only feels the painof our suffering souls.he does not seeour churches or templesour sil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/501259/</link>
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			<title>Lines</title>
			<description>just a little esprit d'escalier.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497489/</link>
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			<title>Careful</title>
			<description>walking on eggshellshas been my life, but i thinkits time to break them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497131/</link>
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			<title>Breaking</title>
			<description>i can see you bending. swallowing your feelings for the sake of others. but theres only so far you can bend, before you break. iv seen you push those limits. iv seen you on the edge, trying to hold on, trying not to snap. you paste on a glowing smile, but i see the slight twitches at the corners of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497084/</link>
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			<title>You</title>
			<description>You&amp;rsquo;re the hidden picture in a mass of scribbled drawings. &amp;nbsp; You&amp;rsquo;re the simple, epic thought that breaks a tense silence. &amp;nbsp; You&amp;rsquo;re the perfect cool breeze, one that comforts but never chills. &amp;nbsp; You&amp;rsquo;re the random song on the radio that matches your feelings so p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497078/</link>
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			<title>Broken Dance</title>
			<description>i spin and i twist i keep time with my feet i try to keep up but this dance has no beat &amp;nbsp;i trip and i stumble but refuse i to fall only now i am wondering why im dancing at all. &amp;nbsp;the melodies broken the notes are all wrong the steps are off tempo the music is gone. &amp;nbsp;i used to see fun ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497076/</link>
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			<title>Elemental</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;feel numb, as a cold block settles in my chest, crushing my heart- ice. i feel hot, as energy pulses through my veins, searing my senses-fire. i feel disconnected, as if im trickling through a crowd that doesnt seem to see me- water. i feel nothing, floating up as unseen as i feel, filling emp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497072/</link>
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			<title>What I've Seen</title>
			<description>What I&amp;rsquo;ve SeenI&amp;rsquo;ve seen books burn.I&amp;rsquo;ve seen a whole house in flames,Because of one shelfOf forbidden literature.I&amp;rsquo;ve seen pages of proseReduced to piles of ashes.I&amp;rsquo;ve seen corners catchAnd the flame dance over every word.But ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497064/</link>
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			<title>These Things I Love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;TheseThings I LoveI loveyour mind. The wayyou say what you feel, And cantake my breath awayWithonly a few words.I loveyour eyes. Thegreen surrounded by blue,Likelooking into tiny islands.The waythey crinkle and shineWhenyou la..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/497049/</link>
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			<title>Visitor</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;It feels like people are just going about their daily lives, not even realizing you guys are here. Don&amp;rsquo;t you ever feel ignored? Like you&amp;rsquo;re in the center of everything but a world of nothing?&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/496642/</link>
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			<title>L'Chiam</title>
			<description>To Life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LIGHTxELECTRIC/496637/</link>
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