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			<title>Dear February</title>
			<description>I am sorry, dear FebruaryI left you so cold and leery forgive me, love for I have gone back to my&amp;nbsp; head and I'm caving in &amp;nbsp;I am sorry, dear Februaryfor letting in my oxygen and pounding down my damaged wings making air that does not exist &amp;nbsp;To you, my dear I'll say goodbye your month I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/935201/</link>
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			<title>Leave me </title>
			<description>I don't know you anymore that's clich&amp;eacute; but now I know the truth behind your devil eyes you toss and turn and fill my mind &amp;nbsp;What else do you want? Leave me, I'm stuck My feet hit an endless pit and there you are, let me forget &amp;nbsp;Leave the streets you tantalized promise me forever alwa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/935198/</link>
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			<title>Dominate Me</title>
			<description>Somewhere in my darkest mindbutterflies subside and all I feel is emptiness when what&amp;nbsp;use to be was endless bliss &amp;nbsp;I'm immune to happiness that pull and jerks and screams lonliness &amp;nbsp;Beats and blood fill my heart that travels quick and returns slowly dominating my feverish mind that ru..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/935196/</link>
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			<title>Untitled </title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Back again.&amp;rdquo; She winks from behind the counter. Her smile is so inviting, turning her cheeks upward, slanting her eyes but still allowing them to twinkle a vibrant blue that sucks me in. &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; I smile..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/704045/</link>
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			<title>Untitled </title>
			<description>She lies on her back Unawakened by the cold She dreams of an attack How could they be so bold?&amp;nbsp;She questions every turn Listens to what her mother told Endless stories of the future burnher father use to scold &amp;nbsp;She dreams of colorful beauty A way to resist further pai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/704041/</link>
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			<title>The way we are </title>
			<description>Sing me a song Just so I can make you stay Three easy words I just can&amp;rsquo;t say &amp;nbsp;Remember us Back in the rush Of judgments andChaos&amp;nbsp;Love me That way we can be Forever young It will be easy &amp;nbsp;Take me Away with you Over the coast Just between me and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/583590/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>Your like the sun behind a faint cloudA simple song that says it allRain in the midst of sorrowAs if I could see you tomorrowA bird after a thunderstorm The song that fits just rightA blanket on a cold nightThe way we feel after a fightThose stars that shine right to youA breeze on a humid day The s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/583216/</link>
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			<title>Missing you </title>
			<description>Blue sky is always true A hopeful cloud just flying by The sun is perfectly warm Just a glimmer in her eyes &amp;nbsp;Only two months have gone by Since a kiss that never lasted Till her blue eyes turned to nothing A rainy sky in late July &amp;nbsp;No longer does she laugh Like a drea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/561842/</link>
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			<title>Stay with me </title>
			<description>Miles cannot take us Years cannot break us Find it in your heart to make me A simple love set free &amp;nbsp;Her smile is so real I see her in my dreams I pray though I don&amp;rsquo;t believe That someday she can leave &amp;nbsp;She&amp;rsquo;s where she doesn&amp;rsquo;t belong In a place she wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/561841/</link>
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			<title>Come back </title>
			<description>&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;A quick but happy dream One that never ends A never ending story One that doesn&amp;rsquo;t fill a trend &amp;nbsp;Soft kisses in the middle of June With heat that me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/549642/</link>
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			<title>Sleeping </title>
			<description>Midnight skies frighten They toss and turn in the night A fear so strong it takes you Just a second to sense time &amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s one in the morning A heavy hand lies next to you Dreaming in the night sky Flying through the soft breeze&amp;nbsp;By two o&amp;rsquo;clock you&amp;rsquo;re wait..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/527361/</link>
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			<title>Nighttime </title>
			<description>Nighttime is so silent Like a friendly whisper in the dark So easy to get lost But the moon fills your heart &amp;nbsp;The nighttime brings laughter The leaves rustle in the night A song they like to play Just finding their way &amp;nbsp;We watched the stars while were waiting A hopefu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/519645/</link>
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			<title>Lost </title>
			<description>Close my palm around the moon Squint my eyes to the sun Shudder in the rain Just trying to stay sane &amp;nbsp;Shaking hands in my pockets A beating heart too fast The blood is quickly rushing Can&amp;rsquo;t escape the past &amp;nbsp;There she stands by the tree Though intangible it seems..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/519643/</link>
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			<title>Simple </title>
			<description>I want breakfast on a Sunday morning A conversation to last days Easy going and simple Just like genuine dimples &amp;nbsp;A picnic on a mountain Overlooking flowers and trees A nap underneath the sun With a silent breeze&amp;nbsp;A spring day in the middle of winter Melting away the b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/519639/</link>
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			<title>Wants</title>
			<description>I just want to breathe again A quick breeze of cool air A summer night under darkened sky Like love can last and lost can die &amp;nbsp;A dream on a midnight moon Rustling leaves to set the mood Blue eyes that electrify And a beating heart that will never subside &amp;nbsp;I just want a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/519322/</link>
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			<title>Show me </title>
			<description>Are your arms really open as wide as they seem ?Swimming with truth but it&amp;rsquo;s too hard to see Luck I am but loved I&amp;rsquo;m not Under the sweet harmful willow tree&amp;nbsp;Teach me the game you play so well Is it cards I see or confidence to sell? Spread your knowledge of the world t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/517823/</link>
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			<title>The Desert </title>
			<description>The desert must feel soft and warm But her skin is dry and crackedShe dreams of lilac flowers And of a sleep she lacks &amp;nbsp;The desert must mean heat A constant pink across her nose Peeling shoulders and fast paced beats But she longs for winter crows &amp;nbsp;The desert has a tan ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/517367/</link>
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			<title>Air </title>
			<description>Lack of air plays with your lungsYour brain tells you to breathe A constant struggle fills your mind You can choose to plea &amp;nbsp;Flight or fight comes into impact A simple choice you have to make Meanwhile your lungs sense defeat They feel so incomplete &amp;nbsp;Your heart continue..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/516556/</link>
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			<title>Sunday Morning </title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s a Sunday morning A fresh breeze fills around me Like a constant wave of escape I learn to recognize its fate &amp;nbsp;This morning feels like forever But with you its so easy to say never When your promises mean nothing anymore Like one easy way to shut the door &amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s a Su..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/516548/</link>
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			<title>Games</title>
			<description>Anyone knows her smile lies Just like the birds on a winter day Too quickly they&amp;rsquo;ll be gone Just a game they have no way &amp;nbsp;But in your eyes there&amp;rsquo;s beauty All so simply I fell into you Just a tumble in my step From the day we met&amp;nbsp;My eyes a dull dark grey Hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/516439/</link>
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			<title>Waiting </title>
			<description>By the window she waits A mystery of endless trees and sunrise Her eyes locked on something In a hopeless trance &amp;nbsp;Her fingers shake with lonesome memories A Christmas morning they never had Her empty heart looks to her hand Both share a common thread &amp;nbsp;Snow covers the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sundaymornings/516433/</link>
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