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		<description>The original writings of author Laurena </description>
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			<title>Honeysuckles</title>
			<description>My tiny bare feet glidethrough fallen forest.Toe to heel,so no jagged rock can pressinto my blushing soft skin.Vibrating hums tell me I am closeand honey reds find my nose before my eyes.I stop before my rosy bushand sit at a distance.Small..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Laurena1023/1872120/</link>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>I think she needed me more than I loved her</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Laurena1023/1486906/</link>
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			<title>this love is a life</title>
			<description>It tasted like the sunIt burned and raged and warmed the mouth.It was exhilarating, it elicited life&amp;nbsp;And he smelt like sweat, like muskLike earth and moistureAnd that smell was alive&amp;nbsp;We felt like the ocean:Turbulent and wild, calm and cleanWe were re..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Laurena1023/1477866/</link>
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			<title>Disharmony </title>
			<description>My head and my heart are not in accord.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Laurena1023/1453772/</link>
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			<title>Of Mathamatics and Life</title>
			<description>How is the essences of life truly defined?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Laurena1023/1453767/</link>
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			<title>Alive</title>
			<description>When leaves fall like rain and flowers decay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Laurena1023/1450558/</link>
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			<title>Lessons of Love</title>
			<description>I held you near, unto my breastI didn't realize you felt&amp;nbsp;oppressedI kept you close, as close can be And wondered why you did not, to me &amp;nbsp;Longing grew, attachment tooI grabbed on hard and you soon flewI became confused at why you&amp;rsquo;d runWhen loving you wa..</description>
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