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		<description>The original writings of author Lucy Allison</description>
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			<title>I Come From</title>
			<description>This is based on a poem by Robert Seatter with the same title. Enjoy :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asunshinebaby/1301513/</link>
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			<title>Haiku #4</title>
			<description>Another haiku to join my previous one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asunshinebaby/1300889/</link>
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			<title>Language</title>
			<description>'A silver unicorn walked by your window,'You imagined it,didn't you,and all I did was line up some shapes in a row.U-c-f-k means nothing at all,but somewhere, a person ruledthat rearranging those four letters is taboo.And yet, despite all the meaning we place in these shapes,if I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asunshinebaby/1300878/</link>
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			<title>sevenseven</title>
			<description>Our task was to write a poem based on what we remembered of 9/11 and 7/7- for me it was that a child's mind interprets what they hear very differently to an adult's, often without all the facts.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asunshinebaby/1300874/</link>
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			<title>Haiku #2</title>
			<description>Peacock butterflyIt aims for the horizonUnattainable</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/asunshinebaby/1300859/</link>
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			<title>Detonate</title>
			<description>you pausescared of some tiny issue of no consequenceof inexperience, of fat where they said no fat should beof stray hair of crude red scars of f*****g updon't stopi do not carefor any of these trivial mattersonly that you do not stop, don't dare hesitatenever halt never rest never..</description>
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