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			<title>landscaping tomorrow</title>
			<description>What happened in my yesterdaysLandscapes your tomorrowsThe stands I took to make a pointThe fights I should have foughtThe few years spent on why with godIn deciding it was notWorth my time.Wait &amp;#2013266048;&quot;Not that it wasn&amp;rsquo;t worth my time. I just figured ou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckylifetwo/623802/</link>
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			<title>Emotional Hyperbole</title>
			<description>I've been holding on to this term, &quot;emotional hyperbole&quot;, waiting for the right moment to use it in a poem.  I found out I am pregnant for the second time.  The first time, miscarrying at 8 weeks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckylifetwo/540811/</link>
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			<title>I'm More Than Nothin'</title>
			<description>A few days ago, someone looked at my ring, and said, &quot;You must be somebody's special somethin'!&quot; I don't think the human heart is made to withstand being completely alone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckylifetwo/535773/</link>
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			<title>Fifth Grade</title>
			<description>memoir </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckylifetwo/532113/</link>
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			<title>A Child to A Teacher</title>
			<description>Unbearable painUnbearable fearsUnbarable silenceUnbarable tears&amp;gt; &amp;gt;No one to love herNo one to careNo one oto help herShe couldn't share&amp;gt; &amp;gt;The world seemed against herShe couldn't fight backThe smallest mistakeEarned her a smack&amp;gt; &amp;gt;As you walk by her desk,Her math paper blank,You..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/luckylifetwo/530022/</link>
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			<title>Fairwell Methodical</title>
			<description>a poem aboutliving your own life, abandoning old patterns, and self empowerment</description>
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