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			<title>Butterflies</title>
			<description>I wish I'd known youin another lifelike if maybewe were butterfliesand all these thingslike love and sadnessdidn't matter andwe could just spreadour wings and flytowards the sununtil we burnedto pieces</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214327/</link>
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			<title>By the sea</title>
			<description>and we'll sit&amp;nbsp;side by side,watch thesea waves collideas our thoughtscrash just asviolently</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214324/</link>
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			<title>I'm yours</title>
			<description>your kiss is burningwith desireyour lips touch meand i&amp;rsquo;m on firefrom the inside out,i&amp;rsquo;m yours</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214321/</link>
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			<title>I sit and wait</title>
			<description>I sit and waitpatientlyfor you to callfor you to seethat I am freeI&amp;rsquo;ve been all dayI&amp;rsquo;ve been all weekI&amp;rsquo;ve been all monthI&amp;rsquo;ve been all yearbut you&amp;rsquo;ve not calledmaybe you don&amp;rsquo;t seeand I&amp;rsquo;m developingthis fearthat you do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214320/</link>
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			<title>you don't know me</title>
			<description>you don&amp;rsquo;t know meall the way throughyou&amp;rsquo;ll only know mewhen you&amp;rsquo;rethrough with mewhen I&amp;rsquo;m a rustypiece of wirewhen I&amp;rsquo;ve fulfilledall your desires,when I&amp;rsquo;m a pieceof melted plasticyou&amp;rsquo;ll say i wasa spastic girlwho tho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214318/</link>
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			<title>It's not you, it's me.</title>
			<description>It's not you,it's memy mind hasturned to mushand my heartis in a rushto break</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214312/</link>
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			<title>Sadness</title>
			<description>sadness visits you too frequently,knocking loudly on your doorbang,bang,bang,without a thought you let it in,and it's a visitor no more</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214309/</link>
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			<title>A place I did not know</title>
			<description>I've always wonderedwhere to goand in the endI wanderedinto a placeI did not knowwhere I decayedand blundered&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/victoriakuftina/1214301/</link>
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