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		<description>The original writings of author E </description>
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			<title>[Her]</title>
			<description>Your beautysurpasses all of the rest,and though Ilove them clearly (b***s!);I do notmean your breasts.&amp;nbsp;Yourradiance smooths and fills the air,supportingand framing and loving me,through theanguished and tearful stare. &amp;nbsp;It is notyou, enveloped i..</description>
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			<title>Paths</title>
			<description>Skipping gaily through life, plodding through tasks and chores, strolling along a quiet riverside, side by side, loving, learning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tumbling head over heels down the steep rocky slope,bouncing andbleeding, one cushioning and softening the blows for the other,..</description>
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			<title>Words</title>
			<description>Is it really easier to break,than communicate?Oh god, what have I done?My light, my sunwould rather shatter into a black hole,than expose to me her soul.I've gone and broken the social tool,oh such a fool,for how valuable the jester who cannotentertain,or doctor fix brain..</description>
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			<title>I love the way you move</title>
			<description>I love the way you moveBody twisted in ecstasyBack arching and limbs foldingAs your hand slips slowly past your scarFingers tracing a memory of my touch&amp;nbsp;Oh! The thought excites me,Like a cozy hearth built far,Deep within the cavity of my being &amp;#2013266048;&quot; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/E/1321712/</link>
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			<title>Demons</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote about Dostoevesky's &quot;Demons&quot; </description>
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