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			<title>The Book Museum</title>
			<description>One of two poems about my love of libraries.. written in a library..
This one is better than the other, but that doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean the other one is bad..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/2070505/</link>
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			<title>Rest Home for Aging Tomes</title>
			<description>A poem about a library, written in a library. One of two poems written on the virtues of libraries.. the other one is likely the better..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/2070503/</link>
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			<title>Gasoline</title>
			<description>0He awoke with a nervous jolt and as his eyes struggled to focus, realized he had been dreaming. The dream had been so realistic, he had trouble adjusting to his own reality. As the seconds ticked by, his surroundings began to reveal themselves. The sublime lighting of the garage began to give w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/2034133/</link>
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			<title>DeathRebirth</title>
			<description>The din of vice and debaucherySurrounds the sea of silent screamsWashing waves wantonly wispingGrasping, clinging desperatelyClaws of grief and anger digTear the flesh that scarcely cladsThese bones so ancient, ossifiedBy time and deed and memoryThe pain of daily trials awaitsOutside the doorway to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1545524/</link>
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			<title>Bubble: A Conversation With Reality</title>
			<description>Talking with the Universe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1512437/</link>
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			<title>The Poem I Wrote in a Library</title>
			<description>I see my lifeIn tiny flashesBits of thoughtFrom my pastBut what is lifeIf not the resultThe buildupOf memoriesThe residualFeelingsStored for agesThoughts andUnderstandingExperiencePassed downTo the agesTo the whole ofExistenceAs all lifeHas doneSince lifeWas lifeAll piecesOf the jigsawFit endlesslyT..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1494387/</link>
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			<title>The Poem I Wrote About Writing</title>
			<description>My voice is silentThough my words resonateDespite speaking with a penI've found a way to clearly stateThoughts and imagesThrown about between dendritesNeuro-transmitted chemical thoughtsInterpreted sounds and sightsAll expressions of a waveA function of frequencyEvery particle a waveBuilding somethi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1494374/</link>
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			<title>The Story About Social Structure</title>
			<description>Part OneStreetI have heard that once it used to be much worse than it is now. I have been told that before Social Equality, people lived on streets. Not all people, but people who could not afford to buy or rent a home lived instead on streets, in parks, in temporary dwellings. They relied on ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1482368/</link>
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			<title>The Story About a Travel Agency</title>
			<description>I asked someone to throw me a story idea. My mom shared a dream she had and I whipped this abomination up in about an hour..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1464507/</link>
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			<title>Neo-Holocaust</title>
			<description>A grim and linear depiction of a society that values property and commerce over Human life..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/progdoctor/1427394/</link>
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			<title>The Story About Dreaming</title>
			<description>Part OneWaking up is hard to do. It's not necessarily that you didn't get much sleep, no, usually it is that you got way too much sleep. Too much sleep and no incentive to wake up is the problem. The dream was so intense, the sleep so deep that each time you had the chance to wake up, you rolled ove..</description>
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