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			<title>Father Dear Father (And Many Dreams)</title>
			<description>Many years ago, before I lived a life on this earthYou were a small boy, in a striped t-shirt, with many dreamsChucking rocks around in your small man jeansWalking sticks, sibling tricks, many hospital tripsYou had many secrets, You promised to keep them.&quot;Lord, let no one see what I have done&quot;Said t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KyrstenVanWieren/1502623/</link>
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			<title>No Beauty, No Rest</title>
			<description>A poem about the inner battle.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KyrstenVanWieren/1502186/</link>
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			<title>The Flashback </title>
			<description>She looked at her bottle of Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue and the memory flashed over her, like the summer heat. Her hand gripped the edge of the sink and for a second she had to close her eyes.&amp;nbsp;* He looked over at her with his deep chestnut eyes, then back to the road.&amp;nbsp;-&amp;ldquo; what?&amp;rdquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KyrstenVanWieren/1501987/</link>
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			<title>Cethin</title>
			<description>Cethin and Tate. Two old lovers meet up and journey into their shared memories. A story of a second chance, suspense, and heartbreak. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KyrstenVanWieren/1501984/</link>
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			<title>Laundry</title>
			<description>Someone asked me once why I don't like laundryI told them that it was because Laundry made me think of dying.Laundry, the task that is never finished. Just like washing dishes.&amp;nbsp;You wear your clothes, get them dirty while you live in them.&amp;nbsp;Then you throw them in the hamper, which you know w..</description>
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