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			<title>LAST WORDS ON 2016</title>
			<description>CRAZY YEAR FOR US ALL</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1869846/</link>
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			<title>THE INTERROGATOR</title>
			<description>I took a lie detector once. They asked me have I ever hurt anyone. I said no. They asked if I had ever killed anyone. I said no. Your guessing I know some kind of trick like in the movies but, no. I was telling the truth. Now I can understand how a person in a position such as yourself might wonder ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1866577/</link>
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			<title>TRUMP</title>
			<description>This election year is the first that my children were allowed to vote. So more than usual, we have been talking politics. For any of you that have kids you know that trying to educate them about things means not smacking them for every eye roll. But not this election. Dragging them to the booth ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1865808/</link>
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			<title>obdurancy in the love machine</title>
			<description>I once wrote an instrumental and this random radio voice would roll over a musical fight between my boy Brian on gtr and me on keys. During this battle between darkness and light in the same dispassionate tone I'd say...obdurancy in the love machine.&amp;nbsp;&quot;There is a crack in everythng that's how ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1865277/</link>
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			<title>why the world doesnt need superman</title>
			<description>by lois lane</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1846249/</link>
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			<title>LIVING TO 100</title>
			<description>JOKES ABOUT AGING</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1836631/</link>
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			<title>THE THING WITH ME AND TREES</title>
			<description>HOW I KEEP MY COOL</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1833833/</link>
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			<title>THE STONER'S PRAYER</title>
			<description>LMAO</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1827767/</link>
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			<title>SINK</title>
			<description>PEOPLE TRAPPED IN A NATURAL DISASTER</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1813741/</link>
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			<title>LAST WORDS ON 2015</title>
			<description>REFLECTIONS</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1701157/</link>
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			<title>captain fantastic the musical</title>
			<description>musical idea based on elton songs</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1687395/</link>
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			<title>THE PIZZA BOY</title>
			<description>MELLENIALS IN LOVE</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1563859/</link>
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			<title>JAMIE MARKS IS DEAD</title>
			<description>When I did my year end wrap up, I mentioned a couple of my favorite movies this year.&amp;nbsp; Pretty much the big budget films came to mind.&amp;nbsp; However I forgot what may be really my favorite film of the year, it certainly winsthe&amp;nbsp;best director and acting spots in my academy of one awards.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1464884/</link>
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			<title>LAST WORDS ON 2014</title>
			<description>YEAR END WRAP UP</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1464055/</link>
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			<title>a little bit faster</title>
			<description>my heart beats a little bit fasterjust when you come near mejust cause you see mecause you smile so perfectlymy heart beats a little bit fasterand although you know meyou dont know the methat loves you with ever beatfor colin august 31 2014</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1406113/</link>
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			<title>rolling down this prairie road</title>
			<description>rolling down this prairie rdwith a dusty feeling in my souli may never make it homehours and days pass me byi'm so dry i cant even cryexcept for the moon i'm alonenatually my worst mistakewas to head this desert wastethinking it would be all so easyi'm just a young forty nineri'm just looking to cut..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1405772/</link>
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			<title>SHE'S ALL GIRL</title>
			<description>SHE'S ALL GIRL, FRIEND AND LOVERWELL SEASONED WOMAN, ALL OVERAND I KNOW HER WITH MIXED EMOTIONS&amp;nbsp;BUT I LOVE HER WITH SWEETNESS AND DEVOTIONI'M JUST A SIMPLE MAN AND SHE'S MORE THAN I NEEDMORE THAN I EVER WANTED AND I AM WELL PLEASEDYOU KNOW I'M A HAPPY MAN IN EVERY SINGLE WAYYOU KNOW I'M SO HAPP..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1405229/</link>
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			<title>CATBOAT</title>
			<description>LOVE STORY</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1404474/</link>
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			<title>having never been numb myself</title>
			<description>and the shrink said to his patient</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1404015/</link>
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			<title>THOSE EYES</title>
			<description>SHE HAD A FACE THAT WAS NOT HARD TO REMEMBEROR WAS THAT EASY TO FORGETSHE HAD A TOUCH THAT WAS COLD AS DECEMBERAND A KISS JUST AS WETGOD HAD PRESSED HIS THUMBS IN HER FACETHAT KIND OF DEPRESSION IS HARD TO ERASESO TO EVEN A LOCAL IT SHOULD COME AS NO SURPRISEWHEN THE ICE CAVED IN IT CREATED THOSE EY..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1403475/</link>
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			<title>LOVE KNOWS A PRETENDER</title>
			<description>I cant let go, I wouldn't tryI found something magical in your eyesoh you thrill me time after timeI don't wanna share you you gotta be minethe wheels of fortune have smiled on mewhen i'm in you arms no place i'd rather besweet devotions and I love yousjust look at yourself what else can I dolove kn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1402188/</link>
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			<title>L I E S</title>
			<description>wasted and worn out by five pmI cant wait for the day to&amp;nbsp; endmeetings, business, top executsthey haven't gotten to me yetbut when I get home, quarter to sixyou hand me the same ole shitI don't understand why I love youand what makes you do the things you doI cant stand anymore&amp;nbsp;I've heard i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1401795/</link>
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			<title>THE REVELATION</title>
			<description>A LOVE STORY</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1400764/</link>
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			<title>THE COUNT 2015</title>
			<description>ADDING ALL MY VIEWS</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1400406/</link>
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			<title>legato in extremis</title>
			<description>legato in extremis&amp;nbsp;bear in mind the mind is the first thing to goand when time come I don't wish to knowthe legacy I wish to leaveI hope I have left completeall this talk of dyingis too many years too soonto have survived without tryingcause I cant live without you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1399902/</link>
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			<title>romancing the dream</title>
			<description>she's gone but u cant let go</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1399215/</link>
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			<title>FINITA LA COMMEDIA</title>
			<description>FOR ROBIN WILLIAMS</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1397813/</link>
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			<title>THE DISTANCE</title>
			<description>its time I stopped pretendingmy life needs the romanceif you receive the gifts i'm sendingyou get your love from a lover in the distanceI know every inch of your smileit cheers me up in an instantlove is the crime this cowards on triali'm brave enough o love you only in the distanceand these worlds ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1394757/</link>
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			<title>STARR</title>
			<description>she should really change the sheetsmore than once a weekcause i can see how busy she has beenlately there is nothing left inside herjust the poison of a black widow spiderthat was left in a few too many menthere was a time when starr was queennothing about her was tainted or cheapbut the hands of ti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1391982/</link>
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			<title>i love somebody else</title>
			<description>for you i would do anything but...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1390582/</link>
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			<title>can someone help the old man</title>
			<description>at 16 i wrote my first good work</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1387378/</link>
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			<title>till eternity</title>
			<description>love never dies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1386090/</link>
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			<title>the greatest song</title>
			<description>if i could write half as much as i love youi could write the greatest song in the worldif i could do half the things i want to doi could show you i'd love no other girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1385239/</link>
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			<title>she's gone forever</title>
			<description>for my sister</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1381069/</link>
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			<title>A DREAM SCRAMBLED</title>
			<description>so if dreams are often just reality scrambled, then I think I just had some reality that was a dream scrambled.note that in yesterdays post I talked about spending some time chillin wit my moms. &amp;nbsp;there was someone's abandoned dog in there somewhere and another person walking two dogs.&amp;nbsp;so m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1380708/</link>
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			<title>dreams of the dead</title>
			<description>i have great dream recall</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1380393/</link>
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			<title>stuck in the middle</title>
			<description>in her dreams she remembersthat she can never forget himhe means so much to herbut they can only be friendsand he's been tossing all night longits keeps me more than awakehe's spilling his guts in his songshow much more can we both takethe boy is hoping it can all be simplethe girl cant live with on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1379583/</link>
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			<title>THE BLACK ROSE</title>
			<description>I turned my eyes towards the visionstealing through the shadowed gatealone I stood in the midst of questionswondering if i'd ever seewondering if i'd ever bewondering if it was all too latethe war worn sword of the ages goneon the anvil of the gods it was castand wrenched from out a dying handof a w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1378103/</link>
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			<title>barriers</title>
			<description>love song</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1374855/</link>
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			<title>passion</title>
			<description>lust</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1373998/</link>
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			<title>QUARTERMOON</title>
			<description>LONGING</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1372124/</link>
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			<title>THE LAST CHILDREN OF GOD</title>
			<description>A MANS ODYSSEY OF SURVIVAL</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1371466/</link>
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			<title>peace came to the land</title>
			<description>and it came to passfor once at lastpeace came to the landonce it was saidthat we would soon be deadthen peace came to the landif the gods can hear melisten o what I saywe were in such a hurrynever took time for the daynow we are so safehere in this earthly spacepeace came to the land&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;circ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1369750/</link>
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			<title>the sky's are all the same</title>
			<description>the skys are all the sameblue eyes don't see anything any differentbabies are born equally innocentI want connections not parallelsi'm talking about one world not heaven and hellours is to reason whyours is to endeavor to tryto live in love in peace and diethe skys are all the samehearts in all prob..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1367784/</link>
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			<title>mama</title>
			<description>for my mama</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1367470/</link>
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			<title>ALL TOO EASILY BORED</title>
			<description>TEEN ANGST</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1366605/</link>
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			<title>the last time i saw u</title>
			<description>The last time I saw youthere was something in your eyesthat took root and began to growI started dreaming the dreamers delightsthe last time I saw youit was like a rainy dayarriving and changing everythingmy anchor so I dont drift awaythe last time I saw youyou didnt look awaymy life began to change..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1366273/</link>
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			<title>ITS UNDERSTOOD</title>
			<description>whenever I look into her eyesI need not wonder whywhy my baby never says a wordwhenever i'm in her armsI never hear alarmsthat's not the sound that's heardshe doesn't need to say she loves meits understoodshe doesn't need to say she needs meits understoodwhenever we don't utter a wordthe message is ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1365696/</link>
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			<title>A LOVE LIKE NO OTHER KIND</title>
			<description>LOVE POEM</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1365098/</link>
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			<title>run for god</title>
			<description>all about blah blah blah</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JOSEPHBCLIPPER/1336867/</link>
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