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			<title>Goodbye </title>
			<description>I wish I could savethis moment and all the sounds of it. Put it in a box so that I can open itand watch me say goodbye to you one last time. So that I can look at you, and watch this moment. You not realizing that this is the last time I&amp;rsquo;ll see you, and you'll see me. Watch you walk away o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1367517/</link>
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			<title>In the End There will be Insanity </title>
			<description>Inspired by the short story &quot;The Doors&quot; by E.B. White</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1350970/</link>
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			<title>Waiting for the Sun</title>
			<description>Inspired by a poem by Daisie titled &quot;SING ME A SONG&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1350726/</link>
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			<title>Night Time Romance </title>
			<description>I touch her body gently, our eyes dance with passionOur bodies are aflame and I can't catch my breathThey are close now while themoon shines throughSoft are our movements, gracefulare they, perfect in every wayWe are close now the momentsuspended in foreverOur lips brush togeth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1343516/</link>
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			<title>Meaning Making </title>
			<description>On your way home you will see a dirty man. He will be driving a beat up old truck. He is meaning making. You and him are the same. Tomorrow he will wake up early and go to work to support his wife and kids. He will be called stupid and a retard. And he will believe it. He will end the day with a bee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1343144/</link>
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			<title>When was there love?</title>
			<description>When was there love?It was when we were togetherBut that is no moreBecause the fates were envious &amp;nbsp;Our love was pure So they had to destroy it Because love such as oursCould not exist in a world with bars</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1320447/</link>
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			<title>Two Doves Made for Each Other </title>
			<description>She is far greater than me And it would not be fair to be stuck with me Stuck behind barsShe should feel free to dance with the stars &amp;nbsp;The one she loves, loves her too And the love shared between them is seen only by few And I must let go of my loveSo she can fly away like a dove&amp;nbsp;I will wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1320430/</link>
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			<title>Flying </title>
			<description>If one flies when no one watchesWhen they fall no one will see themNo one will save themThey will disappear&amp;nbsp;But if one flies when others are watching When they fall people will seeAnd the people will save them And they will fly again&amp;hellip; and never stop flying..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1320427/</link>
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			<title>Reality</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I am looking at nature, but I do not see it For what man can truly see natureAll that man can do is look andtry to comprehend Let usspend one day as deliberately as nature Let us think about how he creatednatureHow he created manHow he created birds &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1320392/</link>
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			<title>Re-Discovering the Episcopal Church</title>
			<description>Re-Discoveringthe Christian Church Whenyou are in a repeated setting for a long amount of time you begin to pay lessattention to what you&amp;rsquo;re doing and just do it because you have to. As the sonof a priest I have grown up in a church setting my whole life and I have grownaccustome..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1320387/</link>
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			<title>The Elder Wood </title>
			<description>The Elder Wood It is of a simple manner that I stood Under the branches of the elder wood She was sitting above me on a branch Her hair blowing doing a slow dance&amp;nbsp;It is in this setting and this time That the scene plays out for a short time &amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alveron/1320386/</link>
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