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		<description>The original writings of author Amy</description>
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			<title>Always and Forever</title>
			<description>For Grandma and Grandpa Miller.  &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/398624/</link>
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			<title>Power of One</title>
			<description>This isn't one of my favorites...but I thought I'd add it anyway.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/398622/</link>
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			<title>Save Me</title>
			<description>I have the desire,I have the need to let this emotionPour out onto the page in front of me.So why can I not seemTo let that happen?Everything is bottling up inside;I can&amp;rsquo;t think, can&amp;rsquo;t breathe,Can&amp;rsquo;t scream, can&amp;rsquo;t hear,Can&amp;rsquo;t feel.I&amp;rsquo;ve become numb...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/378377/</link>
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			<title>Never Let Go</title>
			<description>I don't even know where to start.My life was spinning out of control,Lifting off the ground,In a tornado of confusion and hate.I went sky-diving, I took a chance,But when I jumped off that plane,My parachute would not open.I began to panic, spinning in a free-fall to my death.I got s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/340089/</link>
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			<title>One Step</title>
			<description>Ginger Bear is what they call you.Always energetic,Always cuddly and warm.But lately, something's not quite right.Tell me bear, what's wrong?I know it's hard sometimesTo be who you want to be,To find balance betweenWho you areAnd who you're meant to be.Sometimes the world is full..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/340086/</link>
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			<title>Love Like This</title>
			<description>As I lay here, wide awakeI think of you.You and your beautiful smile.I hear a song,It reminds me of you.These days so many things do.I glance out the windowAnd see a shooting star.It soars through the sky,Just like my heartWhenever I see your eyes.I spot you across the room.O..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/340082/</link>
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			<title>Slipping</title>
			<description>Tell me,Why is itThat I feel so distantFrom everyone?Friends,Family,Everyone.I feel like a bug on the wall.They walk by,Tempted to squash me,But they don't...It's the polite thing to do.Why does everyoneHave to be so&amp;nbsp;damn polite?!I feel invisible,Unnoticed,Unlove..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/340079/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>Why are you giving meAll this crap to deal with?It's too muchI can't take it anymoreWhy is itThat this is theLife that I wantedThis is how I wanted it to beAnd now that it's hereI don't want it anymoreTake it back,All of itGet rid of itErase it from my memoryTake me back,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/255805/</link>
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			<title>Silence...Almost</title>
			<description>I wonderWhat absolute silenceActually sounds like?The complete absence of sound.Hearing nothing whatsoever,Not even your own heartbeat.What's it like?Is it peaceful and calming?Or is it so quietThat it's annoying,And bugs you so muchUntil you just start humming?Take a moment ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/245043/</link>
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			<title>The Perfect Love Story</title>
			<description>As I sit here,In the&amp;nbsp;almost silence,He looks my way...And my heat does cartwheels.He turnsAnd whispersA conversation with his friend.I can't make outWhat they're saying,But it must beSomething amusing.He laughsAnd smiles a big white smile,His dirty blonde hairJust ba..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LovinLife/245040/</link>
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