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		<description>The original writings of author L.E.Osborne</description>
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			<title>I'M TIRED</title>
			<description>I'M TIRED.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2858348/</link>
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			<title>I Could Let this Anger.</title>
			<description>A very old poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2784126/</link>
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			<title>I Carve Stories</title>
			<description>I carve stories into my skinAnd show them to myself.In the hopes that one day,I'll be able to understand the moral.I weave fables from my hairAnd stare at the knotsIn the hopes that some day,I'll untangle myself.I lock secrets in my soulAnd feel them fester,In the hopes that today,I'll let them out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2783263/</link>
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			<title>Anxiety.</title>
			<description>Being trapped in a room with my own thoughts.Replaying the scene in my head, what I should have done, what I should have said.Not quite meeting the eyes of the person speaking to me, afraid of what I'll see.No.Afraid of what they'll see in me.My heart beats around the clock and out of my chest.So lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2783262/</link>
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			<title>F**k I'm tired.</title>
			<description>Lately I feel just like crying.Like sobbing until my throat collapses on itself.But I don't have the time.Or the patience.Or the energy.And thatJustFuckingSucks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2779645/</link>
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			<title>Learning to Fail.</title>
			<description>How does one fail in a graceful way?Should she hunker down when trouble hits?Batten down her hatches?Or for what faults she can admit,Pledge not to hide and not to stray?Who does one turn to in a pinch?A friend with comforting lies?The ever truthful foe?Or with whatever given inch,find solace in you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2773212/</link>
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			<title>Notebook.</title>
			<description>Just a fun little poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2773208/</link>
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			<title>This Town.</title>
			<description>Small Towns innit.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2773022/</link>
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			<title>Don't Forget to Look For Me.</title>
			<description>Don't forget to look for meif i should fade from sight,and know i'm still here somewhereand that you'll be alright.Don't fret for me or worryno matter where i go,&amp;nbsp;we all get lost from time to timeand i'll be right you know.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2177658/</link>
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			<title>Heartbreak.</title>
			<description>We all know heartbreak.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2177656/</link>
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			<title>Life Right Now.</title>
			<description>Loss.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2096541/</link>
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			<title>I haven't Done This in a While.</title>
			<description>A poem to shake off the cobwebs after a very long hiatus. Please read and feedback and I will do the same for you. x</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2036603/</link>
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			<title>Depression</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote 2 years ago when I was going through some things. Life is better now but I quite like this one all the same. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/2036601/</link>
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			<title>When The Floods Came In.</title>
			<description>There was nothing to be done,When the floods came in.I was just a bit of fun,When the love came in.You said pack your bags and run,Bathed in mortal sin.But you had lost and I had won,When the floods came in.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1734744/</link>
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			<title>Rumplestiltskin.</title>
			<description>1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Give me a nameAnd I&amp;rsquo;ll tell you a fable.I&amp;rsquo;ll grant you a wish,I&amp;rsquo;ll give you a label.&amp;nbsp;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A fairy-tale ending That&amp;rsquo;s all that you ask.So I&amp;rsquo;ll gift you a night,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1721545/</link>
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			<title>I'm a little teapot.</title>
			<description>I'm a little teapot,short and stout.Yet you've broken my handle,and messed me about.&amp;nbsp;My paint has been chipped,there's a crack in my side.&amp;nbsp;You have broken my handle,you have taken my pride.I'm a little teapot,filled with doubt.go f**k yourself,I'm getting out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1721102/</link>
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			<title>A Force of Nature.</title>
			<description>Gale force winds are promised,&amp;nbsp;Whenever you're around.Cars are overturned,Trees sent crashing to the ground.A hurricane of menace,Means certified good fun.Some brace themselves to door posts,While others try to run.The walls begin a'shaking,The birds all flock together.And sensing your arri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1721097/</link>
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			<title>I Once Had a Dream.</title>
			<description>^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1719840/</link>
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			<title>Who?</title>
			<description>Feeling lost, I'm sure you can relate at least I hope you can...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1665259/</link>
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			<title>I am, You were, We are, More.</title>
			<description>I am more than the heart you stole,I am more than all you say.Can't forgive and can't control,I won't leave and you won't stay.You were more than wasted chance,you were more than just a fling.A half hearted safety dance,I would have given everything.We are more than words colliding,we are love at wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1580667/</link>
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			<title>I would, I should, I could.</title>
			<description>It's got a small amount of strong language at the end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1474417/</link>
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			<title>Old Notes</title>
			<description>I looked through our old notes today,just a peep into the past.It made me cringe to feel you there,more to know it didn't last.I don't really reach tearful,I'm busy drowning in regret.I know now why you were so fearful,we were so easy to forget.Its high time to forgive,for being too young to know.Ho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1474414/</link>
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			<title>Something Evil.</title>
			<description>Something evil lived here,I breathed it in my chest.it stung the eyes that saw it,And never let me rest.Something evil loved here,I felt it touch my skin.it held me in its arms,And covered me in sin.Something evil died here,I watched him leave today.I clasped the hands that killed it,And bent my kne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1474400/</link>
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			<title>Now I Lay Me Down.</title>
			<description>Bleh.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1449069/</link>
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			<title>I Said No.</title>
			<description>A poem of my personal experience with consent... the utter lack of it that is.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1442503/</link>
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			<title>Robin Hood king of the wood.</title>
			<description>Lords of the land that's who we are,travelling on horseback up mountains so far.When we'll return we never do know,we just go where we want and we want where we go.Under cover of the night, like a feather in snow.Wanted by the authority we're always on the run,with a bounty on our heads but we simpl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1441484/</link>
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			<title>YOU</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote a year ago. I feel very differently about it now but I thought I'd share it with you anyway.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1441429/</link>
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			<title>At 18.</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote when I was 18. I hope to turn it into an annual piece. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1441099/</link>
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			<title>The Bloody Chamber.</title>
			<description>For anyone who's ever read The Bloody Chamber By Angela Carter this is for you! If you haven't READ THAT STORY it's brilliant :) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1440661/</link>
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			<title>Our Teenage Days.</title>
			<description>Tea lights spin around the room,cast out the shadows and the gloom.Like tiny shiny little brooms,These are our teenage days.Walking home in broken heels,saving up for your first set of wheels.keeping secrets making dealsThese are our teenage days.Listening to music way too high,meeting new people an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1440659/</link>
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			<title>Writing In Blue.</title>
			<description>I've always hated writing in blueI've always preferred black.I've never been good at saying what I mean.I'm always afraid you'll write back.I could easily write you offJust submit you to a book.but in order to find the memory,I'd have to take a look...back.So instead I'll scrawl the wordsI've always..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1440657/</link>
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			<title>One Last Time.</title>
			<description>Let me see you, if only for one last time. The words echoed out to her from the page. And all at one, she could hear his voice, see his face. That salty taste he'd left in her mouth resurfaced to as a fine layer on her tongue. She wouldn't deny she had the urge to go . After all she told herself, sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1440575/</link>
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			<title>You Who Cut Out The Stars</title>
			<description>Just a sweet poem about the love of good parents. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1440542/</link>
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			<title>A Joke.</title>
			<description>My first upload. Just a short piece I literally just came up with. Please share your thoughts and comment I'd really appreciate it x</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thinkingoutloud4/1440531/</link>
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