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			<title>On turning 28 in the midst of anti-black fuckery</title>
			<description>what do tainted years matterwhen my Future is no longer interested in me?the romance has fadedand though Life has at momentsbeen a shoulder to cry onand a voice of reasoneven she could not break through to meI, too stubborn to admit that I was in loveran away from the embrace of my FutureI left her ..</description>
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			<title>My Ex-fling, Bulimia</title>
			<description>My ex-fling,&amp;nbsp;Bulimiawas...loyalshe was presentshe was true.She held me close&amp;nbsp;on nightsthat&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;mornings I was terrified to see.She told me she wanted to be&amp;nbsp;more than a fling.She was more...she loved me...And I, her.I loved her ike&amp;nbsp;the reflection in the mirror of the gal..</description>
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			<title>what is freedom?</title>
			<description>dailywe seek freedomthrough the lens of enslavementbut you must understandyou must understand...thatwe will never be freeuntil the language of chainsis unlocked from our tongueshow many of our bodies must sufferin the name of freedombefore we acknowledge&amp;nbsp;the importance of our flesh?freedom is a..</description>
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			<title>I want a poem</title>
			<description>I want a poemI want loveI want a lovera lover who memorizes poemsand can recite them&amp;nbsp;while we procrastinate life&amp;nbsp;in bedon rainy dayswhere there are bound to be train delaysand what&amp;rsquo;s the point of getting up nowwhen we're going to be late anyway?I want a poemI want loveI want a lovera..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShareRoman/1338018/</link>
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			<title>To a Young Sister</title>
			<description>A poem for young girls that dream of adulthood as an escape.</description>
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