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			<title>Section.80 Tribute</title>
			<description>&quot;Thank You Kendrick Lamar. K.Dot, I'm thankful.&quot; - Naomi</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1651485/</link>
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			<title>Fearless Lioness</title>
			<description>My black skin melaninMay be disappearing,But that will never stop me from being me.It's time to face the world,It's time to face reality,With my black light skin,Shouting to the world,&quot;I ain't any different!&quot;The thought of it, may bring me downbut I've gotta keep my head up,e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1651478/</link>
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			<title>Thugs Get Lonely Too?</title>
			<description>&quot;When You Write Those Love Letters You Leave Me Cryin' When You Say: Thugs Get Lonely Too!&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1596574/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Chocolate </title>
			<description>Dedicated to a brother, a friend, an advisor, my perfect other: My Yin Yang.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1595327/</link>
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			<title>The Evils of Lucy</title>
			<description>&quot;The Evils of Lucy was around me. So I went running for answers.&quot; - Kendrick Lamar.  

Dear God save us all, for The Evils of Lucy is all around.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1594737/</link>
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			<title>The Art of Writing</title>
			<description>How does one write with so much skill and passion that a picture can be painted through their words? That a story can be told without no visual images just the formation of writing -The Art of Writing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1594725/</link>
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			<title>Excuse My Immaturity!</title>
			<description>Take my immaturity not as an offensive act but rather the inner child in me unleashing itself to society.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1594605/</link>
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			<title>We'll Be Missing You</title>
			<description>Dedicated to Hussein Fatal from the Outlawz.
#RIPHusseinFatal till we see again in #ThugzMansion</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1586001/</link>
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			<title>Holding On</title>
			<description>Holding on to Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1500465/</link>
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			<title>Maybe It Was Just Lust...</title>
			<description>Maybe I was never really in love with you. Maybe the whole thing was a phase. Maybe my heart was craving for some love.

Maybe It Was Just Lust.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1500457/</link>
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			<title>Misguided Symphony</title>
			<description>The Symphony isn't so sweet like it's suppose to be.Like the way Mozart handled it, is the way I'd thought it'll be.I guess I was wrong, my speed game was too strong; hoping to finish quick and get myself out of this &quot;business&quot;Now I'm left with, a messed up piece;so terrible, unbearable that it can'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1500451/</link>
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			<title>Replaceable </title>
			<description>&quot;Easy to let go. I have no worries because I can, replace you again&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1500445/</link>
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			<title>In Memory Of... A Fallen Star</title>
			<description>Seen as a star in the eyes of the people you loved and the people who loved you back.
Your legacy STILL and will FOREVER live on.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1428655/</link>
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			<title>A Woman Like No Other</title>
			<description>Dedicated to the one and only Dr. Maya Angelou</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1428648/</link>
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			<title>God</title>
			<description>My Unconditional Love goes to you and only you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1426795/</link>
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			<title>Give Me Some Time</title>
			<description>Dedicated to the people who bug you all the time and are always expecting things from you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1426792/</link>
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			<title>Things of The Past</title>
			<description>The things of the past are no more. 
They don't worry me or haunt me like before.
My King has saved me, and now I'm free from now, forever, till eternity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1426776/</link>
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			<title>It's a Two-Way Thing</title>
			<description>I you fall, I fall.
If someone hurts you, they are hurting me.
It's a two-way thing you see.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1426773/</link>
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			<title>Growing Up</title>
			<description>Memories of when I used to play in the sun; oh how life was so fun, back in the day. No Worries, No Problems and No Stress!
But now things are different. Times have changed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1421297/</link>
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			<title>What You Won't Do For Love: Part II</title>
			<description>I've stayed around for too long, and now that months have gone, it seems like we ain't holding on strong. Things are going on behind my back; I think it's time I leave, I've already packed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1414090/</link>
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			<title>What You Won't Do For Love</title>
			<description>I give you all I can, and you enjoy the pleasure i give to you through those painful nights, then tell me why you can't make up your mind? What You Won't Do For Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1414084/</link>
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			<title>In Memory Of... A Fallen Star: Part II</title>
			<description>We Miss You Dearly. 
It's been 18 Years and you still impact generations. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1412287/</link>
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			<title>Misunderstood</title>
			<description>Why am I Misunderstood by You? 
I try all I can for you, but I guess that alone isn't enough.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1412284/</link>
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			<title>Cry</title>
			<description>No matter what happens in life always smile. Though there will be obstacles blocking your pathway, always smile and defeat it. &quot;Though You are small, You Rule&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1412280/</link>
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			<title>Failure?</title>
			<description>&quot;High school dropouts R not DUMB
All unemployed aren't lazy...&quot; 
So school doesn't define my intelligence, 
but rather my memory.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1412278/</link>
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			<title>Blinded, by Your Love</title>
			<description>Everything about you was beautiful. Other people's opinion didn't matter. It was all about you. I was once blinded, by Your Love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1412266/</link>
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			<title>Does That Make Me</title>
			<description>If you don't know someone properly. Get to know them before you make assumptions, they may not be how said them to be like.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1356404/</link>
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			<title>The Art Of Poetry</title>
			<description>When i write poetry i let go of everything i do and let my mind take over. My Art is Poetry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1356380/</link>
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			<title>The Lady Full of Rage</title>
			<description>Why was she always angry? Why didn't she ever smile? What was she hiding behind all of this rage? Read on to find out more...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355539/</link>
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			<title>The Anger (Inside Of Me)</title>
			<description>When anger strikes, and it comes and eats you, it destroys you and breaks you down...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355535/</link>
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			<title>The Voices (In The Streets) Need To Be Heard</title>
			<description>the voices of the youths and teenagers of today need to be heard. Haven't we suffered enough?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355507/</link>
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			<title>Unconditional Love</title>
			<description>Inspired by Tupac's song. It never fades away, its always there to stay, we share it with people everyday, but we just don't know it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355429/</link>
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			<title>We Are</title>
			<description>We are the ones who spoon fed you, looked after you, and cared for you, we are strong and have multiple thoughts running through our mind at times... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355426/</link>
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			<title>The Heart: Let My Poetry Be With You</title>
			<description>I hope that the poetry i write touches the heart of many people as they read and find time to listen and take in the words i say...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355308/</link>
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			<title>Trapped </title>
			<description>When no one can hear you, when no understands the pain behind that fake smile. Your trapped in a box, but really it feels like your in prison.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355302/</link>
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			<title>Take Your Time</title>
			<description>Take you time to analyse, and have patience with your mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355300/</link>
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			<title>I Wonder If Heaven's Got a Ghetto </title>
			<description>Inspired by Tupac, talks of the feelings and thoughts of a young teenager. There is another place out there beyond the stars... If heaven's got a ghetto for me, yes please.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Naomi__143/1355293/</link>
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