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			<title>Anxiety </title>
			<description>Quickly and silently anxiety has set inIt has a set up a campfire in my headStrongly it burns the fire it ragesThe anxiety laughs as he burns sagesHe is a wicked fiend, no friend of mineHe is there for the night till the flicker of a lightThe light is a laugh or perhaps a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1491403/</link>
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			<title>Science</title>
			<description>Time to leave my mark on the roadTo the land of proteins and nuclei I goTo tainted DNA and mutated sheepAs they jump over fences in three legged heaps&amp;nbsp;Steadily I wander to the land of scienceWhere proteins are purified and enzymes formedThere is no steady end in sightI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1481575/</link>
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			<title>The Love Letter</title>
			<description>You sleep beside me, shadow of lightYou are the one that stays by my sideYou are there looking at meYour soft green eyes so mellow and so sweetYou are quiet like the night, the moon your friendYou are there looking at meYou were laughing like a larkYou are songful and w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1473715/</link>
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			<title>Mockingbird</title>
			<description>Do you go where the mockingbird goes?Do you sing how the mockingbird sings?He sings a melody for you and meLittle did we knowWalking through the treesThat we a had a mockingbird marching chiefHe hops from branch to branchConducting the branchesThey sway on his command..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1467040/</link>
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			<title>Veteran </title>
			<description>The man downs a whiskeyThere is a saxophone that playsHis head is in his thoughtsHe&amp;rsquo;s trapped there everydayThe piano taps a melodyHe asks for a beerThe piano reminds him of warHe finds himself in DelawareWhere the air is crisp and no house is foundJust a bar ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1467027/</link>
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			<title>Lover</title>
			<description>Lover of mineLover you will stayLover you will beTill the end of my loving daysYou stood in the oceanYou looked back at meLover you areYou are rapturous and holySpiritual and pureThe love for you is bornFrom between my sheetsWhere you lie on your back smilingN..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1465962/</link>
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			<title>Abuse</title>
			<description>There is a door between usYou slammed it just a moment agoI can still feel your breath on my neckJust one minute has passedTemptress you are, evil you beThere is nothing more ravenousThan you, who hates meThe door is between me and youI feel your fingers grazing the d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1465924/</link>
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			<title>My Work</title>
			<description>It is early and the day is beginningBut there is no peace to be foundTrumpets are eruptingInstead of birds softly fluting&amp;nbsp;I wake with a rush and a bash of cymbals&amp;nbsp;Beaten up my head till I am dizzy with noiseSoftly I wait for the sun to setFor the day to begin ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/alexdibo/1465895/</link>
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			<title>The Music in Your Head </title>
			<description>I try to listen to music with you.&amp;nbsp;I try to listen to beats that make you danceI instead listen to your smileI instead listen to your eyesIt&amp;rsquo;s more than musicIt&amp;rsquo;s more than that you saidIt&amp;rsquo;s a heartbeat that you feel in your headThe music in your he..</description>
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