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		<description>The original writings of author Heather </description>
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			<title>Through Glass</title>
			<description>And when you look at me&amp;nbsp;you look like such an angel&amp;nbsp;that my soul melts in its entirety&amp;nbsp;and All i want for all eternity&amp;nbsp;is to look back at youlooking that look at me.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thruamazedeyes/1312428/</link>
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			<title>The Dream Lights </title>
			<description>The lights shone bright the night&amp;nbsp;I first saw you&amp;nbsp;You walked into the room&amp;nbsp;the lights grew brighter&amp;nbsp;I saw only you&amp;nbsp;for what you were&amp;nbsp;sweet when you were with me&amp;nbsp;you made me feel againyou had turned on the lights&amp;nbsp;that were dim for too longmade them shine bright..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thruamazedeyes/1292634/</link>
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			<title>Footsteps in Cement </title>
			<description>The memories, imprinted in my mind as if they were engraved&amp;nbsp;into my brain, forced there with a force so strongone can not imagine its power&amp;nbsp;The words you said,&amp;nbsp;etched into my heartonly growing more prominent with each beat&amp;nbsp;The scent of your cologne,&amp;nbsp;sweet and full of memoir&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thruamazedeyes/1291353/</link>
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			<title>A Fragile Piece</title>
			<description>How can we create something so beautiful&amp;nbsp;and then destroy it&amp;nbsp;cause it to come crashing down&amp;nbsp;into a million irreplacable pieces&amp;nbsp;before our very eyes?&amp;nbsp;Let if fall,&amp;nbsp;without even so much as a flinch&amp;nbsp;to try to catch it&amp;nbsp;and save it from being shattered into oblivion..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thruamazedeyes/1291276/</link>
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			<title>Through clear eyes </title>
			<description>When the rose colored glasses finally break,&amp;nbsp;and the light gently breaks and shines throughall the shattered pieces&amp;nbsp;it shows a harsh reality&amp;nbsp;once hidden by the sweet color&amp;nbsp;and bliss of ignorance&amp;nbsp;but when the veil comes up&amp;nbsp;when the thin rose colored glass smashes&amp;nbsp;un..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thruamazedeyes/1290503/</link>
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