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		<description>The original writings of author Red Rose</description>
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			<title>Any Thoughts?</title>
			<description>Please review my writing style, NOT the content. This is from my blog. lifethesedayscaylie.blogspot.com
please read and review!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/redroses93/520640/</link>
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			<title>Drip</title>
			<description>Capturing the simplicity of a rainy day.</description>
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			<title>Dear Time... I Miss You.</title>
			<description>confessions of a 15 year old. written last year.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/redroses93/520635/</link>
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			<title>wonders.</title>
			<description>Everyone wondersIt's nature, it's real.We're people;We love, we hate, we feel.What's still to come?What have I missed?So many wonders, they can't all fit.We don't know what's certain,we don't know what's false.Imagine a life withoutHe who knows all.Our wonders will come,and won't all be solved.But S..</description>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>A glance inside my mind...</description>
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			<title>Dear Life...</title>
			<description>Pulled from the pages of my journal.</description>
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			<title>Revelation</title>
			<description>Can't stop thinking about time. How quickly it leaves.Why is this so?Really, it's soaring faster than I can understand.If everyone on earth needed more time, couldn't things be changed up a bit?&amp;nbsp;Yes. But nothing would really change. Plants will come and go, as well as people.That's ..</description>
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			<title>Awaken</title>
			<description>This was originally written as a song, like most of my poems.</description>
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			<title>Mall</title>
			<description>I wrote this when I was TEN years old. It's a limerick about being obsessed with the mall. Looking back, it makes me laugh hysterically.</description>
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			<title>More to Me</title>
			<description>Originally written as a song. (Alternative)</description>
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			<title>Needing Him</title>
			<description>salvation process.</description>
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