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			<title>Sentinel</title>
			<description>There lies at the foot of my bedA sentinel.Lion-headed and strongIn spite of waging war - That peculiar battle against timeWhich no one wins.I cannot see himBut I hear him enter -The a-rhythmic fall of heavy footstepsThat scrape and slide against carpetAnd a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cernunnos/1199494/</link>
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			<title>Friendship</title>
			<description>Someone once asked &amp;lsquo;What is friendship?&amp;rsquo;and what it means to me.I&amp;rsquo;m sure they expected a simple answer:&amp;lsquo;Someone around whom I am freeto be myself without judgement&amp;rsquo;.But why should the answer be so cleanwhen friendship is so messy?Truly, friendship is troll..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cernunnos/1175435/</link>
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			<title>Write a Poem</title>
			<description>Vent</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cernunnos/1175425/</link>
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			<title>Vessel Mine</title>
			<description>Frail vessel filled with miserable spirit,how easily you might breakby knife or fall,fist or hammer;bullets and blood comprise your future.&amp;lsquo;The dead shall know nothing&amp;rsquo;,so says their Lord;but the Lady knows betterwhat lies within the halls of Irkalla.S..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cernunnos/1175418/</link>
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			<title>Shadows of a Man</title>
			<description>I am a virus-something primitive-something cerebral-something unreal-flowing through your veinslike a rainbow of ecstasy-consistently inconsistent-pulsing-undulating-bright like a strobe light.I am the ring on QVCwith fire lapping at my setting,but I a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cernunnos/1175400/</link>
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			<title>Untitled 1</title>
			<description>Oh, my love, the pains I&amp;rsquo;ve takenTo ensure my faith remains unshaken&amp;nbsp;With every effort to despiseThwarted by dreams behind closed eyes.Memories of gestures never there&amp;nbsp;Fingertips combing through fine hairAnd words and kisses never utteredLinger in thoughts..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cernunnos/1175394/</link>
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