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			<title>A tree alone in a field</title>
			<description>A tree alone in a field Surrounded by debrisBattered by the windsNo tree to defend it&amp;nbsp;his fellow trees dwindledLeft him one by oneThe soil left barren His leaves begin to rot&amp;nbsp;The tree wishes to dieTo never regrow againHopeful this winter is t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1308059/</link>
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			<title>A strange feeling</title>
			<description>The world freezes without your smileA wintery sadness flows through meWithout your fire to warm my heartThe Ice will weigh me down inside.&amp;nbsp;The cause of the affliction is unknownIts progression quicker than the plagueWaking hours of delirium and depressionFor this..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1307546/</link>
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			<title>A sonnet </title>
			<description>Eyes, deep blue like rolling tidesHair, flowing like silken spools of goldSkin, Clear like the virgin snow I strideHands, so delicately in my hand hold&amp;nbsp;Sweet like sugar straight from the caneSmile radiant like the suns gazeNo greater intellect than in her brainA ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1305258/</link>
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			<title>The Shadow Fiend</title>
			<description>Awakened by a thud above my headI gripped the sheets of my bedBut my hands grasped nothing moreThan cold damp earth,Above me like a guardian of hellA single knocker in the shape of a heartand a door of solid oak its perch.Surrounding me on all sidesThe pitch black darknessof an abysmal hell.Surround..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1305236/</link>
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			<title>A Night with a Temptress</title>
			<description>Staring into her eyes, each a dark abyssReeling from the fire of her blood red lipsPain as her claws entwined my handsAnd fear as I knew I was here again&amp;nbsp;The woman caught me late last nightAs I made ready for an early flightShe asked me to come up to her roomWith a perfect view of the white moo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1305235/</link>
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			<title>Analysis of Darkness</title>
			<description>What is darkness?It is that which is devoid of lightBut that could not even be said of nightFor the stars shine and the moon glows&amp;nbsp;Could darkness also be found within man?Darkness could be the lack of emotionsOr cynical and murderous devotionsBut even they are not truly dark&amp;nbsp;Could darkness..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1305232/</link>
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			<title>Sleeping with fear</title>
			<description>Nighttime friend</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1297550/</link>
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			<title>The suicide of a culture. </title>
			<description>We as a culture may not realize it, but with each act of hatred toward our fellow species, we are writing a new sentence in our suicide note. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1280364/</link>
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			<title>Existential Crisis</title>
			<description>What is life? Born into a world with no meaningfed meaning by mothers spoonsso finite, such little timethe end is certain.&amp;nbsp;Why go to school?Learn a skill, or maybe manyTo elucidate the populace?To make money and survive?Though the grave it will not stay...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1272599/</link>
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			<title>Life choices </title>
			<description>Existential musings on life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1272564/</link>
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			<title>A day in the life</title>
			<description>A first hand account of school from the eyes of a elementary school child with ADD.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1271903/</link>
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			<title>Melancholy</title>
			<description>How one emotion can save, and destroy. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1269904/</link>
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			<title>Liquid reality </title>
			<description>One may wish to never wake from a dream, to find out the world is not what it seems, instead of beautiful and deep, filled with just plots and schemes. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1260528/</link>
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			<title>The Pedestal</title>
			<description>To keep oneself from being burned, the candle can be kept in a box, the fire behind a screen. Why does one reach for the fire, knowing it will burn? Because it is so beautiful. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1260515/</link>
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			<title>The Icy Tomb</title>
			<description>A man who has lost his love describes visiting her tomb. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1249402/</link>
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			<title>Frustration </title>
			<description>A tempting frustrationFor sinful deviationIs what man seeks&amp;nbsp;A delightful interludeLust laid nudeIs what man needs&amp;nbsp;With ungratified copulationLacking in due titillation A dam is built &amp;nbsp;The dam elongates hastilyBillowing out sans taste..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1238123/</link>
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			<title>Memories </title>
			<description>Sonnet </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1228487/</link>
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			<title>Alone, Or Despised? </title>
			<description>What would you choose?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1225211/</link>
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			<title>Lovers Promise</title>
			<description>A promise made to a lover</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/virgilpoe/1225115/</link>
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