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			<description>             He lives deep inside of meNever tells me where he isHaunts me for all I didAnd all I&amp;rsquo;ll ever doHe says the power is you I can&amp;rsquo;t move, I can&amp;rsquo;t strayFrom these things I do, these things I sayHe says live your life that wayFall down, get upIts ok..</description>
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			<title>That Land</title>
			<description>I marched so roughly on your dirty rocky pathsNever seeing your treesWith arms that reached on foreverWith leaves of greenI stomped on your twigsAnd ran over your flowersPushing through the daysAnd praying to steal him awayBut you were his landAnd he belonged to youI counted th..</description>
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			<title>Dr. Monster; Husband and Father</title>
			<description>White floorsAnd white wallsWhiteWhite and pureSilver shiningStainless steelMaria&amp;rsquo;s heelsClickingEchoingDown the hallForgotThe damn filesAgain-I tell her-Can you get them?Third, maybe fourthDrawerClickClickFurtherDown the hallAlone againIn this chair..</description>
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			<title>Crystal's Mom Never Left her Bedroom</title>
			<description>Crazy yellow hair, red sweatshirtShe never left her bedroomEight years old, alone in a homeWith a boy, only six, a brotherCereal for dinner, maybe soup, maybe eggsCrystal could cookI don&amp;rsquo;t think her mom knew Crazy yellow hair, red sweatshirtShe emerged one day from her bedroo..</description>
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			<title>Only Half</title>
			<description> Half is all I&amp;rsquo;ll ever beAll the tears we criedMelted half of meI walk aroundOnly half aliveOnly half asleepOnly half awakeThe love I giveOnly half as goodAnd even my hateOnly half as meanHalf a hopeAnd half a dreamOnly believed by half of meEach vision that haunt..</description>
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			<title>Acid Tears</title>
			<description> I close my eyes and seePainted in the darkYour sad eyesPiercing through meA Smile and a laughBroken by the silent islandsWe&amp;rsquo;ve retreated toOnce there was musicWe could dance toThen there was the soundOf painThe saddest tuneI&amp;rsquo;ve ever feltAnd all that&amp;rsquo;s..</description>
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			<title>The Beach</title>
			<description>A piece of Debbie Donner's story. A mother of two diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. Debbie's journey to retrain her body to move again, turns into a retraining of her heart to live again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alethealee838/1253018/</link>
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			<title>To Leave You Hanging</title>
			<description> I claw at my cell phone like under the first layerIs the call I&amp;rsquo;ve been waiting for&amp;hellip;From you,But I can&amp;rsquo;t make out your words. I claw deeper and harder and find you there,Tiny enough to live inside-I pick you up and put you in the palm of my handAnd tell you I st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alethealee838/1252549/</link>
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			<title>Finding Out</title>
			<description>500 word short story</description>
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			<title>Nice to Meet You</title>
			<description>Nice to meet youBy A. Doyle I think of dry land cultivating nothingI think of emptiness and sorrowUnder black skies and starless nightsI watch the flight of a sparrow circlingSearching for blueNever moving in any directionJust around and back againMy name is stuckNice to meet y..</description>
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