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			<title>Catch Me</title>
			<description>Oh darling, my hearts on fireIt burns brighter and higher&amp;nbsp;than the flames on the hillI'm the one who lit the matchI'm loving a fantasyChasing a shadowI'm losing sense of realityand drowning in a sea of silenceI tried floating after failing to flyThe weights are still pulling me downthey have lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1959887/</link>
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			<title>Everyday Interrupted</title>
			<description>The 3 o&amp;rsquo;clock train&amp;nbsp;Always the 3rd car&amp;nbsp;Left side, window seat&amp;nbsp;Every day and today &amp;nbsp;I see the same faces&amp;nbsp;The guy with the green hat&amp;nbsp;The blonde woman and her child&amp;nbsp;Every day and today &amp;nbsp;All of them familiar,&amp;nbsp;All of them there,&amp;nbsp;Nodding in recogniti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1897991/</link>
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			<title>Linger</title>
			<description>When night falls, that's when I'll meet youI'll meet you at the edge of townwhere the light does not reach andthe stars regain the sky;We will meet like strangers,&amp;nbsp;history surrounding us like faint perfumebut it is wearing off and soon there'll be nothing leftto remind us of what's past.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1875028/</link>
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			<title>Unarmed</title>
			<description>I've run out of excusesI've run out of reasonsYou've stripped me of my weaponsAnd now it's on me to lay my armour downThis was never a fight to begin withI came prepared for battleBut this is just a gamethat I never knew how to playWe play to winBut it's a thrill to loseI tol..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1809901/</link>
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			<title>Director's Cut</title>
			<description>Sestina</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1797338/</link>
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			<title>Love is...</title>
			<description>List poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1795954/</link>
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			<title>Run as fast as you can</title>
			<description>Attempting the Villanelle form</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1794241/</link>
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			<title>Seven Seals</title>
			<description>If you were a bookyou'd beA hardbacked, solid piecehandsomely boundin clothI'd pick you up&amp;nbsp;all the timeAnd I would hold youjust looking at the cover,&amp;nbsp;tracing the titleThere's a false sense&amp;nbsp;of familiarity about youI've seen the words on your pagesSo many times,neat rows of printBut kno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1757500/</link>
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			<title>Ours. </title>
			<description>I like the way you smile at me when there is no one else around.I like the way you search my eyes with yours, trying to figure out the truth.I like how your nose crinkles when you laugh out loud.I like that you are always early while I am always running late.I like that you get so wrapped up in your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1747179/</link>
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			<title>State of Mind</title>
			<description>One more, just oneI swear it's the lastLike anyone caresAll these gray facesThe lack of lightIt makes me go crazyReminds me of timesSpent and wasted on youGlass to my lipsNo one to toastHere's to my stupor Companion for weeksFractions of memoriesNights spent in heatThe blur of the city Mixed with th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1428934/</link>
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			<title>Burning Red</title>
			<description>You think you are the kingTo whom the citizens singWalk around, head so highMake the mindless girls sighYou're the man of the nowAt your feet they bowLeaving their dignityTo feed your vanityBut behind the deceitYour are human, you bleedYou are empty and weakIt's admiration you seekI won't be your ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1366524/</link>
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			<title>Midnight Circles</title>
			<description>I never dancedI was afraidTo take the stepsand cross the floorI never dancedMy feet wouldn't moveI didn't knowHow to make themI never danced I was bound to the floorDancing is floatingNot shuffling your feetI never danced'Cause there was no music to play in my heartAnd make my soul jumpI never dance..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1317122/</link>
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			<title>Stranger</title>
			<description>You, in that corner by the windowLeft hand side, second rowYour face is mirrored by the glassyou never notice when I passYou, five feet away and yet so farYou're maybe hurt may have a scarInvisible at the first lookThey judge the cover of the bookYou, and your stories I don't knowYour face, it doesn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1302095/</link>
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			<title>Crush</title>
			<description>What is it that makes meWalk around in this worldWith my eyes wide openAnd yet I don't seeI mingle but then againI'm always aloneNo touch, no glanceIsolatedMy mind is simulatingIt's like I got curedImmune to the feelingsBut ice in my heartFaces and smilesAll around meI pretend to noticeAct like I ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/serenajane/1301572/</link>
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