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		<description>The original writings of author saudade</description>
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			<title>Wondering</title>
			<description>She's standing arms stretched wideif these where wings, wings that could flyTaking her to another time and placeA time when her smile wasn't a struggle, her laughter wasn't a lieA place where there were arms wrapped tight, willing her to fightTime and place that doesn't yet exist&amp;nbsp;She's tucked i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1784481/</link>
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			<title>6-7</title>
			<description>By the time tomorrows sun begins to riseI will have found my hearts ability&amp;nbsp;to remaining beating amongst its shattered ruinsThe strength to stand will no longer be my ownBetween the moons decent and the suns riseI will uncover the inability to breathe while livingI will find all of my tomorrows..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1784472/</link>
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			<title>Annihilate</title>
			<description>Wolves dressed in sheeps clothing being revealed has taught me the difference between being who I was and who I am now. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1530290/</link>
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			<title>Possible</title>
			<description>It's possible&amp;nbsp;To survive when you've had life ripped from your armsFor somebody to leave you, yet still be sitting in the next roomThe Heart still has the ability to beat even as it is incinerated within your chestYou still have the capacity to love when it was the very thing that broke youA bo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1498445/</link>
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			<title>Who</title>
			<description>Who stands to fight&amp;nbsp;for the fighter who's lost the strength to standWho will bring peaceto the peacemaker struggling in chaosWho shows love to the lover&amp;nbsp;who's lost belief at the hands of an abuserWho places a smileto the eyes that only holds tearsIs there somebody out thereBrave enough to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1498239/</link>
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			<title>Oceans Inside Me</title>
			<description>The bravest thing I will ever do Is challenge these oceans inside me...To learnwhile struggling to swim through&amp;nbsp;To live&amp;nbsp;while knowing what it's like to want to dieTo hope&amp;nbsp;when consumed with endless hopelessnessTo love&amp;nbsp;while being unloveableTo fightknowing I'll never be good enoug..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1498233/</link>
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			<title>Taken</title>
			<description>Battered, shattered and brokenA smile, sweet laughterthe promise of forevermy breath, my smile is all you have takenI crawl, I fight to standQuickly you came as if&amp;nbsp;His smile, and laughteranother life he has sought afterHis faith in me, in love he would never beMy dreams, thats what you took fro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1491111/</link>
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			<title>Butterfly Kisses</title>
			<description>This is a poem I have worked on since the first night I decided to live instead of die, to write instead of hold it all inside. Its a writing of my daughter, God knows I miss her so much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1484693/</link>
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			<title>To my Cowboy</title>
			<description>To my cowboy:Standing there you're all I seeBattered and brokenNot a word can be spokenThe perfect one I promise to beIf only those eyes risk a glance at meHold on tightCowboy, I will be worth the fightI wont let you fallI am willing to risk it allTake me in your armsLet it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1481926/</link>
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			<title>Beautifully broken</title>
			<description>Beautifully damaged thats what I beg for you see, as they take another piece from meThe shattered pieces scattered, Far to damaged to ever risk the fall&amp;nbsp;The tears you shall never see, holding the pieces inside of meFor loving me, could never be worth it all...	While standing in this world when ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1481200/</link>
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			<title>All the breath in me</title>
			<description>Standing in this moment with all the breath I have left in meholding this heart that's barely beating, rhythm unsteady and lost&amp;nbsp;I find myself wishing, to be finally good enoughA love so perfect, rest to this shattered heartIf laid carefully at your feet, I have found I would give it alljust to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1450511/</link>
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			<title>Trace</title>
			<description>Carefully set I began to trace,&amp;nbsp;As I close my eyes, your face is all I seeA perfected love not meant for meI ache to feel the softness, I dream your voice to beCarefully set I began to trace,&amp;nbsp;Along the chest I feel music with the beat, your heart, mine will never bestrength within your arm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1366812/</link>
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			<title>Fade...to just fade away</title>
			<description>Peace, she searched forDevastation she foundSet upon her lips, a smileLaughter struggling outFade, she prays, to just fade awaySpeaking for nobody too listenCrying, yet no one can hearGrasping, relief shall never comeHer eyes playing the pain, for nobody to seeFade, she prays, to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saudade/1366803/</link>
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