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			<title>Cranked.</title>
			<description>I'm incredibly tired.Bones.Wear.Thin.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1804208/</link>
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			<title>A house on the beach</title>
			<description>a passed up vacation for a house on the beachyou get what you wantclosed offisolatedso far away the emerald waves can't reach usthe only existence is the pupils in our eyeswandering left to right, carrying heavy irisesmine forever changing to the color of your shirt&amp;nbsp;yours stay stillflickering m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1606611/</link>
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			<title>Before.</title>
			<description>Let us kill ourselves slowly, togetherI say slowlyso i can soak in every bit of carbon dioxide you exhaleand with every bit of oxygen i inhalei'll float on your wordsmy motivation to die ever so slowlyfrom lust to pure intoxicationi'm overwhelmedbe it my native american adrenalineor the hopeless rom..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1606607/</link>
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			<title>Forgive Me, For I Have Fallen So Low</title>
			<description>I perfected the art of separation,a safe distance and a wandering mind.Protected, shielded by my endurance,my ability to dismiss affection and resist temptation.Temptation to love, to invest my time in another,invest myself in vulnerability.Walls impenetrable, impervious to the winds of emotions,imp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1581657/</link>
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			<title>Writing</title>
			<description>It's natural, like tomatoes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1389268/</link>
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			<title>Mary's A Little Twisted</title>
			<description>My take on Mary had a little lamb</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1389253/</link>
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			<title>Out At Sea</title>
			<description>No one wants to work for a living, we all dream of better things, things that nowadays are nearly impossible.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1387817/</link>
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			<title>How To Die</title>
			<description>Just a thought</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1387379/</link>
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			<title>A Change In The Wind</title>
			<description>Hmm?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBird/1387025/</link>
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			<title>A Directionless Rant</title>
			<description>I usually write short stories, but occasionally by mind gets to clogged and I gotta do less structural things, while also keeping tempo. It's kinda sing-songy.</description>
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