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			<title>Misunderstood</title>
			<description>The best things in life are brokenThings with no chance of repairDiscarded, rejected, forgottenBecause of one crack, hole or tearSmall shards of shiny blue seaglassEggs sizzling bubbling and fryingWorn out toys that used to be lovedA man who finally stopped tryingThe broken man's different from othe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1762449/</link>
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			<title>The Desire to Be Remembered</title>
			<description>Likeclockwork, at 2 o&amp;rsquo;clock Mike flung open the door, and strode quickly over topunch in his time card, the pleasantly suffocating aroma of cologne and cigarettesmoke permeated throughout the room. On this morning he was in a noticeablehurry. His stride, normally like &amp;nbsp;Pa fromth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1427735/</link>
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			<title>Envy</title>
			<description>Shedied when she was four.&amp;nbsp;Takenfrom this earth before she ever had a chance to understand, understandwhat it meant to be alive, whatit meant to love, whatit meant to hurt. &amp;nbsp;Shenever had the chance to go to school, makenew friends, andwat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1355644/</link>
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			<title>This is a Generic College Application</title>
			<description>A spin off of This Is a Generic Brand Video.
By Kendra Eash</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1355642/</link>
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			<title>Broken Walls</title>
			<description>I wrote this during a very rough time in my life. I hope no one else ever has to feel this way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1320302/</link>
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			<title>Thump, Thump, Thump</title>
			<description>Thump,Thump, ThumpWordsspring up, only to be quickly erasedThump,Thump, ThumpSomuch to say, no way to say itThump,Thump, ThumpThetone of silence resonates inside his head,Thump,Thump, ThumpSomuch so say, no way to say itThump,Thump, ThumpNoone ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319614/</link>
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			<title>Peering Over The Edge</title>
			<description>Iam a test tube baby. That&amp;rsquo;show my life began.Idon&amp;rsquo;t think about it much.Truthis I don&amp;rsquo;t really care.&amp;nbsp;Igot kicked out of preschool.That&amp;rsquo;show my schooling began.Idon&amp;rsquo;t think about it much.Truthis I don&amp;rsquo;t really c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319592/</link>
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			<title>Gas Attendant</title>
			<description>Evernotice the personWhopumps your gas at the stationLookedat his oily and acne covered faceAndwonderedWhatis he thinking?AndrealizedHe&amp;rsquo;sasking the same thing about you.&amp;nbsp;YouseeTheman who pumps your gasIsjust like you or meBut..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319589/</link>
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			<title>Make The Most</title>
			<description>Wheredo the birds goWhenthe winds start picking up?Roller-coaster ride!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319568/</link>
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			<title>Odd Inspiration</title>
			<description>Aboy sitting alone in an empty roomWitha heart sinking in his chestItis loneliness that fills life with gloom&amp;nbsp;Hewas different and quiet his bedroom his tombRejected,ignored, constantly depressedAboy sitting alone in an empty room&amp;nbsp;He hides much pr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319567/</link>
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			<title>The Last Tear</title>
			<description>This was the single greatest turning point in my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319561/</link>
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			<title>Believe</title>
			<description>Faith is never easy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattF/1319557/</link>
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