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			<title>Why are you so angry?</title>
			<description>About me </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/2172753/</link>
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			<title>Tiny stories </title>
			<description>Bleeding love In her deep brown eyes, he swam searching for a weaknessWith her soul wrapped around his hand and fits&amp;nbsp;Actualising his love for her and while looking at her dark&amp;nbsp;honey complexion made him say sweet, sweet confession&amp;nbsp;so he expressed them with affection Lost soul 2As I wan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/2163607/</link>
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			<title>Trying</title>
			<description>Young girl they can feel your absencemake amends after every sentence&amp;nbsp;struggling to control my inner thoughts&amp;nbsp;Tell me will someone reach across to feel my lustTouch me and I shall resonateSounds mixed with empty ache&amp;nbsp;my vision is so cloudedmy mind is so crowed&amp;nbsp;these thoughts they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1926452/</link>
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			<title>Bleeding Love </title>
			<description>Bleeding love&amp;nbsp;In her deep brown eyes, he swam searching for a weaknessWith her soul wrapped around his hand and fits&amp;nbsp;Actualising his love for her and while looking at her dark&amp;nbsp;honey complexion made him say&amp;nbsp;sweet, sweet confession&amp;nbsp;so he expressed them with affection&amp;nbsp;He h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1915862/</link>
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			<title>Broken Mirrors</title>
			<description>How do I take&amp;nbsp;a glimpse into the world&amp;nbsp;when all I own are broken mirrors?&amp;nbsp;With bloodshot eyes I struggle to feel lessWith grubby knots on my head I am a mess&amp;nbsp;Simply lost within myself and broken glassA shameless, dirty body with a smashed past My heart is broken by those from the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1848241/</link>
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			<title>Kisses Of Gold</title>
			<description>Sweet temptations grace across your lips,my full copper lips are lightly caressing yours.Your anticipation is so audible to me,I can actually hear your heart pounding through your chest.I slowly take my tongue and I take in the flavor of your lipsI can still taste those strawberries I fed you moment..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1586700/</link>
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			<title>Lie To Me</title>
			<description>Tell me why the sky is blueor why the wind hits my face just rightTell me why the sun rises and then fall Help me count the stars at nightTell me why they are so bright Lie to me Tell me why and how we 're almost there.Do not give up tryingNo tears shed. No vote lost.Look me in the eyes and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1586471/</link>
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			<title>Chalk For Birthday </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Lisa was very happy when she got a box ofsidewalk chalk for her birthday.&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Butwhere will I use them?&amp;rdquo; she asked. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t want to draw pictures on the pavementwhere everyone can step on them.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Try th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1585107/</link>
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			<title>Bloke</title>
			<description>What is that sound ?It floats up in the air like a gentle breezeHow admirable it is?soft, sugary and lovelyLike warm honey it melts awayIt warms my blood, caresses my skinI shiver as it rolls over me, like waves of water, lapping at sandAs I listen, I find myself lostAll I know is gone, gone forever..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1290266/</link>
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			<title>Dead Inside</title>
			<description>I need to straighten upI need to take controlI need to change myself,&amp;nbsp;to become wholeI'm broken and dead inside&amp;nbsp;I've been washed up by all the lies&amp;nbsp;Being happy isn't so easy it's actually&amp;nbsp;quite&amp;nbsp;hard&amp;nbsp;I take a deep breath and swallow my hurt&amp;nbsp;Hold my scream in, as I'm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1287391/</link>
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			<title>Unknown</title>
			<description>Your voice a crystal dream&amp;nbsp;comes to me as I menderLife can be hard living of fingertips so tenderYou care how I feel of consuming you in passionAll I am is alive for you for the desire of you&amp;nbsp;I want to taste your mind&amp;nbsp;I want to love to write to youYou are &quot;unknown&quot; but I know youWe ar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Brownunicorn/1280696/</link>
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