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		<description>The original writings of author Olivia </description>
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			<title>An Accident</title>
			<description>She re-evaluated the situationNothing too badfor someoneof privilegeDaddy was deadbut mommywas loadedFeminisimfor the modern patriarchy&amp;nbsp;Like I have an opinion it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1781604/</link>
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			<title>Every Writer Needs </title>
			<description>I hear the swirling rhythmSurround me I want to smoke a jointI want to say somethingI want to somethingRolling your eyes backInto your headContinuous mumblingHow can you know so muchI know nothingI wonder aboutSylvia Plaths Sex lifeDid she feel the sameI doGinsber..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1768172/</link>
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			<title>Mistake</title>
			<description>Listening to all&amp;nbsp;the shadows that haunt&amp;nbsp;the mindof some annoying hipsterenlightenment is not realnot drugs or sexwater?some starvation&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve never met a sane personYou probably have a harmonicaplay a tunenot for meI received several gif..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1738254/</link>
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			<title>Entertainment</title>
			<description>i took it allin&amp;nbsp;and i love itand an adventuremy new novelreflecton thisthink too mucheat somethings**t out somethingnothing too hardsitwatchall youare cowardshide behind your laptopsi believe in the systemno capitalismno nothingno nothing..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1711216/</link>
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			<title>Food For The Hungry </title>
			<description>The Stories of the CityOur ladyof prepetual sorrowHolds her head highLeaving Mick Jagger&amp;rsquo;sBathroomThe pulsating heat grabbed meOur girlCrosses her streetto the other-sideHer homeless mentilt their heads to the sideholding out pansfilled withno working ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1705206/</link>
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			<title>Stream of Consciousness 3</title>
			<description>crossthe streetto another worldno dramano moneyno lusti believei believe&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;if I amI wouldn&amp;rsquo;t know itlaugh trackafter&amp;nbsp;laugh trackandwatchyour televisiona pure arrayof confidenceand insanitydrugs aren&amp;rsquo;t badf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1701517/</link>
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			<title>Stream of Consciousness 2</title>
			<description>the first time I saw youI was smokinggrasson the cornerMy feetlaying out on the streethoping to be run overdestructive&amp;nbsp;tendenciesmy doctor saysI&amp;rsquo;m not concernedthisbeautifulwomentan&amp;nbsp;skinnysexya womentan&amp;nbsp;skinny&amp;nbsp;se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1701514/</link>
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			<title>The Headlines</title>
			<description>My dad reads the paperHe's one of those old school foolsThe headlinestold me lots of thingsThey trap my mind in fun little waysI heard one of them whisperto meThis headline saidto me, only me&quot;Take one of thoseswallow it doneand you're worse in a good way&quot;My mother took some out of her purseI listene..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1570788/</link>
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			<title>What Freedom Means To Me</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ll become an ugly cross dresser and flirt around in those dirty bars. I&amp;rsquo;ll inject some heroin into my numb veins till I can see clearly.&amp;nbsp;The young kids scream to the streets;&amp;ldquo;End the War on DrugsEnd the War on MeTell the Power to Shove ItI have to be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1547677/</link>
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			<title>Jackie Knows</title>
			<description>Jackie hopes one day that the sky will shine a bright red lightAnd everyones tears will drop from the skyCreating peaceAnd complete chaosShe tells this to the women next-doortrimming her pink rosesThe women goes inside to her husband&amp;nbsp;where she know she will be safe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1491566/</link>
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			<title>Be Correct</title>
			<description>God, can't you just see itOhh the pretentious laughsAnd the dribble drabble of minty fresh breathThe world is translucentBut who cares?God, I'm tiredTired of speakingback and forththrough ancient air waveswhat's so great?jibber jabberon the front porchWith the quilted womenher lips tuckedI saw a rai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1489583/</link>
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			<title>Shadows</title>
			<description>There are 800 dead bodies below the beautiful&amp;nbsp;women's&amp;nbsp;houseShe says they are just shadowsConsequences&amp;nbsp;of the sun's raysToo brightShe saysThey create unreal thingsThat your head createsShe saysI saw her standing on the windowsilltrying to write stories on ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Oliviaishere/1486315/</link>
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			<title>Sip</title>
			<description>I want to do stand-up comedy laying downI want to play chess blindfoldedI want to write the great American novel on heroinAnd I told you to shut shut upYou talk and sipI&amp;rsquo;m busyYou sipSip your iced mocha latteYou green tea algorithmYour double shot of peppermint medicineAnd I tell you to shut u..</description>
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