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			<title>The Agitator </title>
			<description>I wrote this when I was sitting in the laundromat! How typical right!? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbbyDe/560182/</link>
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			<title>Jim Henson's Cardinal Sins</title>
			<description>This was me manifesto! It was my final project for my poetry class. I could never truly get them exactly the way I wanted. Ah, this is the curse of those who play with words.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbbyDe/552772/</link>
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			<title>Don't feel bad for me, baby...I've seen the world.</title>
			<description>To be honest, I can't remember when I wrote this poem...or what it is about. I think I wrote it from the perspective of a gum wrapper...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbbyDe/552769/</link>
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			<title>The Sky Turns Green around 4 am</title>
			<description>One of my first poems. I would love to elaborate on it, maybe switch some things up. What reason could you think of for the sky being green? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbbyDe/552763/</link>
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			<title>Ashes in Autumn</title>
			<description>The book I'm currently working on</description>
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