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			<title>Winter Spring.</title>
			<description>i look outside my window,i see the flowers blooming,i hear the birds chirping,i taste the fresh air of spring.i look inside my heart,i see the icesicles thickening on the arteries,i hear the cracking of the walls that held it together,i taste the chill of my blood freezing in place.i walk out my doo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fitz/517004/</link>
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			<title>My Path.</title>
			<description>I walk the sunbathed path, recovering from the storm.The sun is shining weakly through the stubborn line of clouds.I follow this path, the scenery never changing, my mind made up.I am starting anew, the rain has cleansed my slate.This is the path I think to myself.And this is where I will ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fitz/510635/</link>
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			<title>Suburban War Hero.</title>
			<description>Everything is gonna be okay,Everything will be set right,Everything will be okay,&amp;nbsp;Because of you.&amp;nbsp;We walk&amp;nbsp;down the street of war, the bullets are flying, the casualties rising.&amp;nbsp;But we walk.&amp;nbsp;Your hand rests in mine, warms my icened heart, it givens..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fitz/510460/</link>
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			<title>Darkness.</title>
			<description>You lay face down,the feather-filled pillow your dearest friend,catching all your tears,all your fears.&amp;nbsp;The river seems endless,is there a dawn awaiting me?Or is it all an endless night,black as your eyes,&amp;nbsp;the eyes which once were pure,the white knight of these black ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fitz/510453/</link>
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			<title>The Monsters.</title>
			<description>Can we hide the monster?The creature whose ugly head we cannot Let be seen.&amp;nbsp;We know the consequences,We know the hurt it will cause, Not only to ourselves, but to those we call our loved ones. &amp;nbsp;Can they see the monster?Of course they can, the monster is visible to all the..</description>
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