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		<description>The original writings of author rudelizard</description>
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			<title>Build or Destroy</title>
			<description>&quot;Every act of creation is first an act of destruction&quot; - Pablo Picasso</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1641316/</link>
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			<title>Contagion</title>
			<description>&quot;Contagion is simply a false belief - not a law that governs your health or well-being&quot; - unknown</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1638235/</link>
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			<title>Right There</title>
			<description>Right there, where I dared a step further, Driven by intrigue, Alas I met murder&amp;nbsp;Drawn to the plush of her lips, Supple and red, Her eyes negotiating for a kiss&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Unwise, and in lust, I indulge the fair dame, Who spoke a foreign tongue, As ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1637513/</link>
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			<title>Why</title>
			<description>&quot;He who has a why to live can bear almost any how&quot; - Friedrich Nietzsche
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1636792/</link>
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			<title>Blood Diamond</title>
			<description>&quot;A diamond, incarcerated in its subterraneous prison, rough and unpolished, differs not from a common stone&quot; - Charles Caleb Colton
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1488741/</link>
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			<title>Pardon</title>
			<description>The weak can never forgive, forgiveness is an attribute of the strong - Ghandi</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1483207/</link>
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			<title>Alina</title>
			<description>Alina is a female given name of Greek origin which means &quot;light&quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1482867/</link>
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			<title>Purgatory</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;His crime had been death itself, and he had been sentenced with life.&amp;rdquo;-Brian Robert Smith. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1482347/</link>
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			<title>Duel</title>
			<description>Dredging up dusty archivesof a soul gone mad,You reappeared in therebellionof a dying flame.Untamed;your amber pelt swayingin the flutter of smoke-Appeasing,&amp;nbsp;my feverousthirst for you.Remorsefully, only you-Linger in the sweetfragrance, ofthe soot I exhale.Suff..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1481440/</link>
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			<title>Television (Acrostic)</title>
			<description>I and some 100 plus million people, spent so much time glued to the TV today that this piece inevitably made its way out. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1480815/</link>
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			<title>Sunrise</title>
			<description>&quot;There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope&quot; - Bernard Williams</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1479959/</link>
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			<title>Skedaddle</title>
			<description>I'm spent from the schisms,her schizophrenic schematics,the scrabbles of a scammer,scatters of scat,&amp;nbsp;spitefully spouting,sultry scandals,to her schoolyard scraggle,of scoundrels,I scorch the sky,as I scribble and scrint,screaming for a stick to,scratch my sick skin,skittish from the scrums,with..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1479778/</link>
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			<title>Liberation</title>
			<description>The moment before he took a leap from which he would not return. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1479761/</link>
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			<title>Illusive Dreams</title>
			<description>I went through a period of time (weeks) where I could not remember my dreams. Not sure why, but this poem came from that time. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rudelizard/1479192/</link>
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