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			<title>no one no one no one no one</title>
			<description>Sept 21, 2014 6:42 pmAloneEvery excitement leads to a sadnessMy mind is a tragedy unfoldingI have no oneI need someone </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IamWhatIam/1418119/</link>
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			<title>guilt</title>
			<description>4:38UncomfortableGuiltyI want to go somewhere but everywhere makes me think of youGuiltyGuiltyAll I can do to escape is sleep or dieThe latter being the extreme of the former</description>
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			<title>nobody</title>
			<description>4:31 pm Lump in my throatDiscomfortReaching out for someone to nullify itDissolve the lumpThere is no one </description>
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			<title>f**k</title>
			<description>4:00 pmI think of him at least once a day And it makes me sickAnything can be a poemIf you use upEnoughLines</description>
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			<title>fire</title>
			<description>3:59 pmSometimes I get really sadAnd I start to feel sickFor a home that's ten feet away from meBut gone forever</description>
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			<title>murder</title>
			<description>2:34 pmKilling meaningful time with meaningless words</description>
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			<title>but</title>
			<description>2:31 pm, Sept 18 2014I see poetry in everythingGreen index cardsPhone screen relfections on the ceilingMud on the back of the seatSunlight playing on the floorMy mind is so disheveledButI love him</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IamWhatIam/1418108/</link>
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			<title>laughing</title>
			<description>Walking along, laughing like one instilled with a cosmic jokeLaughing like a maniac</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IamWhatIam/1418105/</link>
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			<title>Contrast. </title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Dispute not with her: she is lunatic.&amp;rdquo; -William Shakespeare, &quot;Richard III&quot;</description>
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