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			<title>Spinning in Circles</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ve learned that a smile is the most precious thing to have when the weight of the world is on your shoulders because pressure is appeased by composure. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248949/</link>
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			<title>The Library</title>
			<description>A creative, nonfiction sociological essay. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248948/</link>
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			<title>Mary's Letter</title>
			<description>We wander and We Wonder. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248946/</link>
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			<title>Get Up Off Those Slave Ships. </title>
			<description>The Social Contract : The people of our country surrender some of their freedoms and submit to the government in order to have protection of their natural rights.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248940/</link>
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			<title>Black Republicans</title>
			<description>Political Ideas from a Young Boy </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248936/</link>
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			<title>Letter to Fear</title>
			<description>I need to make global companions. I need to take incredible sacrifices. I need to live like I know there&amp;rsquo;s an end so that way there is no way for me to fear it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248933/</link>
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			<title>How To Survive in This World</title>
			<description>A short, creative essay written for a friend. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1248931/</link>
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			<title>Learned in High School </title>
			<description>This is a writing I wrote during a realization while still in high school. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1202704/</link>
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			<title>The Woods: Day 1 - The Good, The Bad and The In-Betweeners </title>
			<description>A journey and observation written while in the woods. A creative non-fiction essay. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1202700/</link>
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			<title>Love </title>
			<description>A creative essay on love. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1193215/</link>
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			<title>Winter Birds Stay Still</title>
			<description>A creative essay to inspire you to strive for excellence in difficult times. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1193214/</link>
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			<title>Cold Cries and Wood Walks </title>
			<description>A creative essay for a sad time in my life. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1193210/</link>
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			<title>Finding Home </title>
			<description>A creative essay on time, love, and emotion written during an odd emotional time for me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1193208/</link>
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			<title>The Real American Mom</title>
			<description>For the real American mom that have to maintain a household AND work a job. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1193206/</link>
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			<title>Black Blood </title>
			<description>A poem acknowledging the havoc within the african community. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1193202/</link>
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			<title>I Can Write</title>
			<description>We can all write our way into history. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1189898/</link>
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			<title>The Wild </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Lay down and make your presence felt and real.Take one moment and push your chest to mine.I'll match my breath to yours like a synced rhyme.Hands through my hair: bring your texture, your feel.Share the secrets of this arena dear.Those that break I contain by doing this in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1189897/</link>
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			<title>God the Poet </title>
			<description>I hold the galaxy in a gallon jar.It's tights against my palm, calm, and deprived of misery.Deep in the pores of my skins are the world's particles formed to bethin, but they are expanding while everything spins.There is life riveting through my veins blistering up my arm into my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1189894/</link>
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			<title>Dreamwaves</title>
			<description>Fall asleep in the ocean and let the sea carry your dreams.&amp;nbsp;Float in peace over the ocean, this is not a mind as it seems.&amp;nbsp;For this is my ark that I made from withered seams made&amp;nbsp;for fantasies that we started and thrown away.&amp;nbsp;I'm going to do what your not; hope if you won't.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1189888/</link>
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			<title>American History X</title>
			<description>We scrummaged out west for gold.&amp;nbsp;Stories left untold;&amp;nbsp;We are American History X with a future&amp;nbsp;dark and bold.&amp;nbsp;Flags waved too high;&amp;nbsp;Devils in the heart, patriots in mind&amp;nbsp;Believing what we hear, but living far too blind.&amp;nbsp;This republic weakly stands,&amp;nbsp;A nation bui..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1189876/</link>
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			<title>Back to Back </title>
			<description>Back to back we stand, but yet so far away.You hold the hand of a man that you claim to love, but never do you claim not to love me.Back to back we stand.I hold hands with my new love you hold hands with your new man.We are fixated in their eyes, but our minds are fixated on the things we've given u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188311/</link>
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			<title>The Light: Spoken Word </title>
			<description>Bring in the light.I'm sitting like a stalemate and I'll contemplate every second that these chains keep me tied down.I've arrived now.Risen from the ground I will rise now.It's typical to feel like a let down so let us jet nowNever questionEvery breath is a questeach breath is refreshing.Breathe in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188310/</link>
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			<title>Dear Church: Spoken Word </title>
			<description>Dear church,Please forgive me for I am a sinner.My faith sways like a child's swings on a summer evening.Although my smile remains gleaming and my love is beyond reason.I still change with the seasons and walk brave through the flames.Chained to the names that Satan gave me.Dear Church,&amp;nbsp;I am a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188308/</link>
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			<title>The Dancer</title>
			<description>Drugs, Dancers, and Dawning Situations</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188304/</link>
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			<title>A Bad Politician: Spoken Word</title>
			<description>Politics and America </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188302/</link>
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			<title>By Faith: Spoken Word </title>
			<description>This is everything thing you wished for to the dandelion.Everything you wished for when the times were trying.&amp;nbsp;Everything you wished for when times seem distraught.Now there's a general consensus that this is and everything you're life's been missing.I was a plucked rose pedal stuck inside thes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188298/</link>
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			<title>Hope of the World: Spoken Word </title>
			<description>I'm going to scream right now because I've got a problem.I've got a problem because my heart beats to slow and my life goes to fast.My friends come and go and my happiness doesn't last.&amp;nbsp;My mom keeps crying and my fathers gone mad.&amp;nbsp;The world keeps pushing and I'm right at that edge.This is ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188297/</link>
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			<title>A Soldier's Story: Spoken Word </title>
			<description>For the Soldiers who return home to poverty. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1188296/</link>
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			<title>Senseless Senses</title>
			<description>I can find the beauty in the ogre.&amp;nbsp;I can find the humanity in the alienated.&amp;nbsp;I can find the good in Lucifer.&amp;nbsp;If you felt like lunging yourself from this suburban skyscraper will hide your insecurities then you have senseless senses.&amp;nbsp;I can see the depression in your smile.&amp;nbsp;I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186485/</link>
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			<title>You Are Music To My Ears</title>
			<description>Dance love Dance.&amp;nbsp;There is impeccable rhythm in your motion.&amp;nbsp;Sing love Sing.&amp;nbsp;There is remarkable grace in your sound.&amp;nbsp;Cheer love Cheer.&amp;nbsp;There is sensational bliss in your joy.&amp;nbsp;Cry love cry.&amp;nbsp;There is devastating healing in your tears.&amp;nbsp;Scream love scream.&amp;nbsp;T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186481/</link>
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			<title>Alone Therapy</title>
			<description>Have you ever felt extremely lonely?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Have you ever felt the type of loneliness where screaming seems fine because there isn&amp;rsquo;t a soul that could hear you either way?&amp;nbsp;Have you ever felt so lonely that your solitary became comforting?&amp;nbsp;Now, imagine feeling this loneliness in a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186477/</link>
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			<title>What Is Love?</title>
			<description>So what is love, but an emotion that fades and returns,&amp;nbsp;and waves like oceans then burns like rays of explosives?&amp;nbsp;So what is love, but terror, but war.&amp;nbsp;It's cozy; it's warm. It's crazy;it storms!&amp;nbsp;What is love, it's a friend that holds hand&amp;nbsp;and holds close when there's no hop..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186474/</link>
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			<title>Those Night When Your Heart Rambles While Your Mind Sleeps</title>
			<description>Everyday I wake up thinking I should sleep less.&amp;nbsp;I should dream more and I should read more.&amp;nbsp;Everyday I go to sleep, I pray for temptation to float away and desperation to go away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I nod off to soft songs with no words and I put my own to the instrumental and free my mental from..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186470/</link>
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			<title>Suicide Dreams </title>
			<description>This is more of a love poem than a suicide poem.  Please no worries. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186468/</link>
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			<title>The Prettiest Girl in The World </title>
			<description>His arms embracing her, she weeps into his ear with tears that stream like waterfalls of lost hope and despair, and she asked, &quot;Am I still pretty?&quot;&amp;nbsp;He smiled and said, &quot;As pretty as can be.&quot;&amp;nbsp;Sinking in her sadness, she wished to disappear, away from all who stare because they couldn't unde..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186466/</link>
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			<title>Sunsets, Sundress, and Serenity</title>
			<description>Watching the sunset&amp;nbsp;While you dance in your sundress&amp;nbsp;I'm in love with you. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186465/</link>
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			<title>The City</title>
			<description>How dare you not find beauty in the city?&amp;nbsp;The city walks with a melodious sway similar to the dance of a ballet.&amp;nbsp;The city never sleeps;&amp;nbsp;and if it did it's dreams would sparkles throughout the horizon.&amp;nbsp;The city slickers are storytellers;&amp;nbsp;writing stories with their footsteps, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186463/</link>
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			<title>Nothing: The Quatrain</title>
			<description>I sleep alone most nights&amp;nbsp;because I'm fine with the feeling of nothing.&amp;nbsp;All I have ever felt was nothing.&amp;nbsp;So, I sleep alone most nights. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186458/</link>
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			<title>Heaven's Missing Angel: The Quatrain</title>
			<description>Tell God I've stolen an angel.&amp;nbsp;I've kidnapped an angel and captured her heart.&amp;nbsp;Tell God I pray the world doesn't corrupt her halo;&amp;nbsp;for I love her more than the world itself. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186446/</link>
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			<title>Sex, Fire, And Nature </title>
			<description>Set the forest to flames and let the animals go haywire.&amp;nbsp;We'll just lie down, down, down.&amp;nbsp;Let the trees burn and the embers share their fire with the grass.&amp;nbsp;We'll just lie down, down, down.&amp;nbsp;With fawn like grace, you'll bring your face close to mine and we'll kiss a spiritual kiss..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186440/</link>
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			<title>Writer's Block</title>
			<description>I wrote down the first things that came to my mind and I designed every line to illuminate the shut down side of my brain.&amp;nbsp;I wrote down the first words that sent out sensation and I never deviated from the route these words took my hands.&amp;nbsp;I wrote down everything without considering if it m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186434/</link>
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			<title>Running Away: The Tales of A Sub-Culture</title>
			<description>Here we are once again, coloring in our fantasies fading out reality.&amp;nbsp;Here we are once again, running away from all the truth to remain in things we shouldn't do.&amp;nbsp;Oh, dreams are so much better though, dreams are so damn lovely.&amp;nbsp;Life is so damn miserable. My dreams are much more stunni..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186430/</link>
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			<title>Break Hearts</title>
			<description>Haven&amp;rsquo;t you, heard the word, I&amp;rsquo;m only, on this earth, to break hearts.&amp;nbsp;Yes, I only, break hearts.&amp;nbsp;So won&amp;rsquo;t you stay, stay awhile and see this, twisted smile.&amp;nbsp;You were like a little child, my little mistress, innocence gone, I&amp;rsquo;m so wicked.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m so wick..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186426/</link>
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			<title>Weight For Me </title>
			<description>The lights will flicker and I&amp;rsquo;d notice it through blinking eyes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My heart wails and I silence it with louder recollections.&amp;nbsp;My brain stalls, but my thoughts run rapid in defiance.&amp;nbsp;In this moment, a flashback will coincide my walk toward no longer living.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Forever..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1186424/</link>
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			<title>Civilized Enslavery </title>
			<description>Civility is the new slavery. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1181147/</link>
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			<title>Innocence Lost </title>
			<description>Why can&amp;rsquo;t we stay young forever?Young life is more tranquil and innocent. &amp;nbsp;A child can dance in a circle of fire by focusing on the bright colors and the sound of the embers. &amp;nbsp;Young life is angelic and precious. &amp;nbsp;A child fights for more moments under the stars and in the mud wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1181139/</link>
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			<title>Photography</title>
			<description>Haiku for Photography</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1181137/</link>
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			<title>Jasmine </title>
			<description>An acrostic for my beautiful friend that moved to California. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1181136/</link>
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			<title>Jungle Fever </title>
			<description>You always grab my hand as we run through the forest land.&amp;nbsp;You say you&amp;rsquo;ll hold my heart if the wild becomes to dark.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ll be your mountain man, We&amp;rsquo;re only cowards when we part.I&amp;rsquo;ll be your mountain man, nothing&amp;rsquo;s dangerous.Nothing&amp;rsquo;s dangerous.No naked ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1181135/</link>
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			<title>Dear Girl: The Villanelle </title>
			<description>Dear girl, I am at that stage.The stage that wishes for moments alone. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Girl, don&amp;rsquo;t be afraid to turn the page.&amp;nbsp;Dear girl, I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SolidPhilosophy/1180728/</link>
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