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			<title>Autumn Storm</title>
			<description>I'm a wild child inside walls I built for myselfwith other peoples' idealsTied with kite stringTied with red threadFilled with candy scentsLately I have been pouring love recklessly outWhy not, if my well is full?Maybe it's soulmatesMaybe it's past livesMaybe it's all in my mindMaybe they have had i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1981687/</link>
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			<title>After the Shooting, 2015</title>
			<description>The world weighs heavy&amp;nbsp;around here tonight.People died, again.And good people rage&amp;nbsp;and despair in the dark.Where is God?What will become of us?No answers come to us,&amp;nbsp;tonight.How can we forgive&amp;nbsp;the hand with the gun?Or the men who cry &quot;Rights!&quot;&amp;nbsp;for that but not this one.Sprea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1981683/</link>
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			<title>We Saw Africa</title>
			<description>sun baked pine buzzing its resinous heatthat day in Spainlost in the pi&amp;ntilde;on grove needles sticking to my bare feetand sandand dunes touching the dry blue skya freshening breezeoff the Mediterranean off the Atlanticwhere we saw Africa.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1915958/</link>
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			<title>The Rainstorm</title>
			<description>A cold, fat drop slides down my cheek.&amp;nbsp;A tear that has been crying for a lifetime of trees, for an epoch of men.Sudden breaking.&amp;nbsp; Hammering.Thundering.No longer to be ignored.No longer to be forgotten behind the pettiness of our days.Water as true power...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1915953/</link>
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			<title>The Fortune Teller</title>
			<description>Once, when I was young,a woman read my futurein the lines upon my palm.She saw love and strong,the woman told me, &quot;Darlingyou'll marry a man you love.&quot;Her words they all came true,oh, her words they did come true.And I'm in love with you,oh, I'm so in love with you.That's not all she saw,that woman ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1381534/</link>
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			<title>Respite</title>
			<description>Floating in the arms of the seaI think of nothing,Not even you, whom my heart loves.Here, where no one needs me,Nothing lays its claimat the foot of my conscience.Responsibility and its weightI give over to the waterto carry in its depths and blue depths.My empty spaces echo with whale songand the r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1375239/</link>
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			<title>A Longing</title>
			<description>Touch melike waves caressing shorelinelike salty water lapping weeds.Flow over mearound meinto meinevitably.Apart then togethertogether then apart,in the eternal rhythmof shore and sea.Touch me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1375234/</link>
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			<title>The Kite String</title>
			<description>You ground meYou hold the string of my kiteI strain against your pullI ache to fly away&amp;nbsp;into the stormraging black and beautifulshot through with goldand built by tempest windsthe wild, seductive forcethat could rip through my fragilitylike a clawed beastleaving me in tatters upon the earthWher..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1340994/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>I am so in love with youI wrap the idea of you around melike the folds of a hand-me-down coatThe one you gave meFoolishly letting my mindsteep in thoughts of yousoaking you upuntil even my dreams are yoursUntil the flavor of youhas seeped into every wrinkleand I cannot wring you out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1340991/</link>
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			<title>Hard Candy</title>
			<description>short and sweet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1340651/</link>
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			<title>Two Trees</title>
			<description>Blood brothersSoul touchersMixed up in one anotherUntil we are grafted togetherAnd can no longer grow apartSeparate branches sharing rootsTapped down deep into fertile soilThat has been tended with careOur limbs bound together withThe cordThe webThe golden strandsof pure,impossibleheart-blistering l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1340644/</link>
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			<title>A Corner</title>
			<description>A cornerto make my home into settle in snugly and wrap up warmto glow when it's coldlending my warmthgiving peace, and comfort, and calmA thoughtspared for my souland memories of time spent togethera small sliver of hopea spark for me to treasureThis small thing I askthat a part of me can inhabita t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1340639/</link>
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			<title>#sorrynotsorry</title>
			<description>I am not sorry for my sins.He's stuck in me, I long for him.They're my destructive, evil waysand I'm not sorry, what can I say?I know the fallout and the painthat this could cause if it saw dayBut all I wish and all I feelwants to know if it is real.Why did you kindle this in meif I was never to be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/finding1peace/1340627/</link>
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