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		<description>The original writings of author singingtree</description>
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			<title>Leaving</title>
			<description>A voice inside me told her story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1488033/</link>
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			<title>Uncontrolled</title>
			<description>My tears flow onto the cementThey run in the dirt filled cracksThe beat in my head won't stopIt bangs a steady rhythmMy stomach cramps&amp;nbsp;Sucking the air out of my lungsThe pain in my heartThe pain in my soulAll so real&amp;nbsp;All so freshI try to standMy balance vanishesFlying away from myAs I crum..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1481360/</link>
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			<title>Rays of Sunshine</title>
			<description>Kinda short</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1477836/</link>
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			<title>Mistaken for Siblings</title>
			<description>Mistaken for siblingsyelling we fighthugging we make upRacing through the fieldthe wind at our backshysterical laughter filling our lungsBiking on hot summer afternoonsMovies on snowy winter nightsEating a picnic at noonwe were friendswe were enemieswe were together</description>
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			<title>Maybe Someday</title>
			<description>crying in the windmy tears flowsoaking my facemy body is weakI fall to the groundits hard surface jolts methe wind pushes hardtrying to move mebut I standfacing the windnothing can stop meI race far awaysomewhere newwhere people acceptloveneed memy mind overflowsinspiration leaksI long to express my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1471211/</link>
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			<title>Sitting, Laying, Falling</title>
			<description>sitting in a treelaying on the grassfalling undergroundsitting in a holelaying on the dirtfalling up to the sunsitting in a cometlaying on the starsfalling back downsitting on a rooflaying on the snowfalling in the heatsitting on a bushlaying on the weedsfalling to the mudsitting in a chimneylaying ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1464106/</link>
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			<title>Happy New Year</title>
			<description>I sit at my desk365 pages12 chapters1 bookIt is my duty&amp;nbsp;To fill those pagesTo build those chaptersTo create that bookCan I do it&amp;nbsp;Could you do itAt the end of the yearI'll be back where I startedAnother book on the shelfAnother book yet to be writtenWhat is my destinyWhat is your destinyIt ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1464102/</link>
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			<title>Fly</title>
			<description>A gray cloudFitting in layersSnug around the earthMist swimsMoistening the airThe grass seems greenerStanding out under the fogI'm all aloneThis peaceful silenceClosing my eyesI pretend to flyI fly upStraight through the cloudsBursting into the skyFree as a birdI feel the sunIt feels warm on my arms..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1458097/</link>
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			<title>Whistling Place</title>
			<description>A story like poem about wind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1457065/</link>
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			<title>Want me</title>
			<description>The ground is wetthe cement is hardI don't want to standI just want to dieso many couples&amp;nbsp;why can't they be methere's plenty of boysfor each girl to have twoat least in our towngirls get out-ruledlooking around&amp;nbsp;I like what I seeif only they feltthe same about mebut nobody wants mei'm left ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1457063/</link>
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			<title>Crying</title>
			<description>crying&amp;nbsp;my pillow damp with tearstears of frustrationhurthateromancesabusefriendsenamieseverything gone wrongeverything gone rightnothing seems worthyworthy of praisehonorcomplimentsloveeverything is a puzzleeverything is a messnothing fits togetherit all is fallingapartso far apartcan't put it ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1456141/</link>
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			<title>Claustrophobia</title>
			<description>thump thump thumpmy heart echos&amp;nbsp;disappearing into the darknesstink tink tinka piercing bell soundscutting through my eardrumsweat tricklesdown my backmoistening the groundcramping painmy mind is suctionedinto a tight wadhidden under my skullmy limbs are tenseeverything shuts downwith a burst my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1456140/</link>
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			<title>Road Storm</title>
			<description>I was on a class trip when I wrote this</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/singingtree/1448614/</link>
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			<title>Buried Beneath</title>
			<description>The real meso far awayburied beneath;who I'm supposed to bewho I pretend to beBeneath all the hatebuilt up over timeat those I used to loveat those I never didBeneath all the actions and wordsthat I wished I could take backthat took awaywhat's important to methat hurt the ones I loveBeneath all thos..</description>
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