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			<title>Fate=Destiny=Paths+Choices=Outcome</title>
			<description>I wrote this today...the question of fate when we all have choice</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/523904/</link>
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			<title>Precious Moments</title>
			<description>A poem about memories made with a special someone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514883/</link>
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			<title>Windows To My Soul</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote in response to someone that once told me that my eyes reflect what's in my soul.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514874/</link>
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			<title>The Race</title>
			<description>Don't remember exactly when I wrote this but I know who it was intended for.  It's about someone being afraid to admit their love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514563/</link>
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			<title>A Poem 4 Ronnie</title>
			<description>My cousin Ronnie was murdered in 2005. This poem was supposed to be read at his funeral but I did not have the strength.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514558/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>When I wrote this I was fed up with someone who was constantly passing judgement on others while boasting to be holier than thou...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514502/</link>
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			<title>Love's Respect</title>
			<description>Characteristics of Respectful Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514480/</link>
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			<title>Love's Trust</title>
			<description>Characteristics of a Love that Trusts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/514472/</link>
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			<title>My Trinity, My Baby, My Blessing</title>
			<description>This poem is an original I used to sing to my daughter to calm her when she was an infant.  She is 8 years old now and this is still one of her favorite requests before bedtime.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/513944/</link>
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			<title>Malnourished Souls</title>
			<description>This poem reflects the mental state of so many who are without faith and hope.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/513939/</link>
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			<title>The Beauty of A Woman</title>
			<description>This poem was written in 2005.  It addresses the perception of a woman's beauty.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/513650/</link>
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			<title>No Title</title>
			<description>My mother passed away two days before my 32nd birthday, this poem was written in August 2009 as her year anniversay approached.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/513641/</link>
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			<title>No Title</title>
			<description>This poem was written in Sept. 2009.  It is my reflection of past transgressions.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/513639/</link>
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			<title>Trapped  Between Myself and A Hard Place</title>
			<description>This poem was written by me in 1998.  It depicts the life I had been living prior to and up to the time I realized I had been trapped by my own choices and needed to break free.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MLTroy/513494/</link>
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