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		<description>The original writings of author Nightingale Silva</description>
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			<title>Disdain</title>
			<description>Feelings and dealings . . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1879069/</link>
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			<title>Forever Be Broken</title>
			<description>Sometimes... we're just too shattered on the inside to ever be fully put back together...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1684192/</link>
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			<title>Disguise (You Wear a Mask)</title>
			<description>When you think you know someone...and in the end you find out that they are just wearing a disguise, and masking their lies.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1526657/</link>
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			<title>These Chains</title>
			<description>A poem about having social anxiety, from the sufferer's point of view.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1433978/</link>
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			<title>I Like It Here (Inside My Head)</title>
			<description>Free-style prose; Just let the words flow as they came forth. Uninhibited.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1370306/</link>
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			<title>In My Head It's Always Storming...</title>
			<description>I sat, bored, and wrote what came naturally~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1347238/</link>
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			<title>I Sat Staring</title>
			<description>A psychological thriller of a poem so to speak. Please enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1242745/</link>
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			<title>Anxiety Personified</title>
			<description>A poem about anxiety</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1242741/</link>
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			<title>Sad, Pathetic Truth</title>
			<description>A random poem I concocted whilst enjoying some nice literature and a drink~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1237686/</link>
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			<title>Cathartic Self-Therapy</title>
			<description>A random poem I wrote on the spot.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1237203/</link>
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			<title>The Horror Within</title>
			<description>A short horror story I wrote</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1237192/</link>
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			<title>I Have None Left</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote from the perspective of someone who didn't want to cope with life anymore, and had nothing left.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1236923/</link>
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			<title>The Hell of Life Incarnate</title>
			<description>A poem I collaborated on with my brother, Kenesu. I wrote the first and third stanzas, and he wrote the second and fourth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1236920/</link>
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			<title>Parallel In All Ways</title>
			<description>Another 'blast from the past'...so to speak..wrote years ago~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1236553/</link>
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			<title>Summer &amp; Winter</title>
			<description>Another poem written long ago.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1236550/</link>
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			<title>My Demon Lover</title>
			<description>I had been reading a lot of demonology and watching a ton of scary movies...Just thought I'd combine that with a mild erotica and see what happens.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1236549/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Left With Nothing, Die With Everything&quot;</title>
			<description>Just a poem...I wrote this a long while ago...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NightingaleSilva/1236547/</link>
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			<title>&quot;I Regret We Had To Die This Way&quot;</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote a long time ago in the perspective of having someone so close to you, and loving them so much, you grow to hate them, and vice-versa. Yet, you cannot live without them...</description>
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