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		<description>The original writings of author Cherry Blossom </description>
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			<title>I AM A PERSON TOO!!</title>
			<description>You don't know Me because People hide Me away. I am something &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;that the world is afraid of.&amp;nbsp; I was born but not normal like You. Oh I &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;have a brain but it don't work like everyone else. My appearance &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;looks different and&amp;nbsp;I talk different s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/608446/</link>
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			<title>Lost </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Afried to love again. The heaviness of these chains weighs on My soul I had a life that I felt inside. How could God just take it away? Slowly I felt My soul rip apart. I couldn't feel the anger that the Devil wanted Me to feel. I think Evil just cried the day I looked Him dead in the eyes. I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/604606/</link>
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			<title>War Of The Roses </title>
			<description>The White Rose of the innocent of the Young Lady who is afried of the unknown the shyness that hold Her back. &amp;nbsp;The Red Rose&amp;nbsp;The innocents&amp;nbsp;that is lost now became a&amp;nbsp;Women&amp;nbsp;who walk's&amp;nbsp;with confident's &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Black Rose The range She felt inside when She ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/604369/</link>
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			<title>The Wife Who Feels Grief</title>
			<description>Everyone is crying and in grief the Wife is standing don't want to let go then I look at Him knowing one day will be My turn wondering will I be that strong how would I ever be able to go on. Over and over agian closer and closer more Familly pass away. The Wifes hold each other up the love and hope..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/603387/</link>
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			<title>I Survived Hell</title>
			<description>My Daddy Died Today They tried to bury Him but My Mom won't let Them She draped Herself across His casket begging for them to lay him in his Bed. They took Me away from the scene. I feel bad for My Mom. At night she went to get Daddy and brought him to His bed Shhh He's upstairs in his bed sleepin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/602258/</link>
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			<title>Who's Laughing Now!</title>
			<description>I never sleep My skull burn As The Movie that run's inside My head It never stop's the fighting the yelling the put down's by My&amp;nbsp;father all he can say is Just stop being a wimp&amp;nbsp;stand up for Yourself our Family don't back down My Mother try to do somthing but&amp;nbsp;all &amp;nbsp;Parent's can d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/602013/</link>
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			<title>k</title>
			<description>Ding Dong&amp;nbsp; A maid answered the door May I help You? The maid was in white and skinny black short hair very pretty. Yes My Name is Nancy Crow. I Am here to see Mrs Black. Just then I heard high heels click cilck, a Women that looked like she never ate in Her life, she had long brown hair, tan sk..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/601765/</link>
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			<title>RUN To Me </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I see the tears that You try to hide I am not afraid to see You cry Let Me hold You in My arm's and let Me hear Your crazy dreams that You will&amp;nbsp;never tell &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/601500/</link>
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			<title>Do You Know? </title>
			<description>Sitting on My bed reading a book, My Kids came in and said hey Mommy can we sleep with You with the biggest smile I said of course You can. As They sleep I start to cry as I watch football how much money They get to play&amp;nbsp;a game They love.&amp;nbsp;The wonderful house and get to go out have no worri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/601391/</link>
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			<title>You Lied</title>
			<description>You said we be together forever You said no one can tare us apart You said as long we love each other our love will never grow apart I become a Mother and to You a friend and&amp;nbsp;lover&amp;nbsp;Our world was perfect it all&amp;nbsp;became a lie You come home telling Me&amp;nbsp;Your not in lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/601155/</link>
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			<title>pay back </title>
			<description>I guess You forgot that I had Your extra keys When You broke up with Me &amp;nbsp;I went golfing oh ya with the set that was&amp;nbsp;Tiger Woods used that Your&amp;nbsp;Dad brought for You I guess its not suposed to bend like&amp;nbsp;that &amp;nbsp;Your pinball mechine well I guess I got mad&amp;nbsp;was it sup..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/600103/</link>
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			<title>What are the words of  Strong </title>
			<description>I cry of&amp;nbsp; what I don't know Don't you dare stand there and tell Me that I am weakWhy do you stand there and question Me?Don't you ever see the hurt inside of Me?I can't always be strong as You want Me to be I can't always be that tower for you to fall on I was not always this strong..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/599977/</link>
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			<title>A Mother's Cry </title>
			<description>A Mother's cry as She say's goodbye to the little baby She held inside She vowed She will &amp;nbsp;never forget Her baby's eyes&amp;nbsp;in hope one day She be able to hold&amp;nbsp;Her baby again.&amp;nbsp;When A Mother sleep She is hunted by the Babys Cry's How She so wanted to&amp;nbsp;hold&amp;nbsp;the eyes ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/598184/</link>
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			<title>A Man name Spirit </title>
			<description>A Soul is darken by&amp;nbsp;evil once again. A child has no name and is not showin love. &amp;nbsp;The Child shame of What He's has&amp;nbsp;become. But the Evil will not win this time. The Child &amp;nbsp;is grown. He walks into the water and started to swim He never looked back. In a small &amp;nbsp;town..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/595524/</link>
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			<title>Image</title>
			<description>She looks in the mirror She get's mad She yell's Your ugly what a disgrace She starts to claw Her face&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;looks in the mirror She sees a women inside that's trying to hide&amp;nbsp;She looks in the mirror She sees the Women that She always wanted to be &amp;nbsp;She looks in the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/595054/</link>
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			<title>Anymore </title>
			<description>She sit's in the chairwith tears in Her eyesShe say's I&amp;nbsp;am tired I&amp;nbsp;give all that I have You use to care what&amp;nbsp;I had&amp;nbsp;to say&amp;nbsp;The tears that I cry You used to wipe from My eyesI dont know why Your here You don't seem to care anymore &amp;nbsp;How could I just throw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/595031/</link>
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			<title>Saved</title>
			<description>When do I get to go home? Where is home?do I have a home? When will this ride end? When will life My life&amp;nbsp;begin?Outside used to be so light When did it get so dark and lonly?Shh here&amp;nbsp;They come I hide in a hole that now one knows its so cold no blanketno food&amp;nbsp;just..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/594630/</link>
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			<title>Where Is My Daddy?</title>
			<description>A Baby Crys Does Daddy Really Care? Or is He to busy Living His Life to noticeMommy hold's and give's the love that the Baby need's. As the baby got older&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Eye's See Mommy's tired and hears with little ear's&amp;nbsp;hears&amp;nbsp;Mommy yelling with tear's&amp;nbsp;on the phone asking for&amp;nbsp;h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/593785/</link>
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			<title>To Take My Life </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I Sled&amp;nbsp;into bed&amp;nbsp;let the day fade away the silence is so peaceful I dreft into&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;deep sleep As&amp;nbsp;I dreft away&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Questions come &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/593346/</link>
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			<title>The Friendship that Died </title>
			<description>This was painful to write My Friend and I been together since the 4th grade </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/593185/</link>
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			<title>The Storm Within Me </title>
			<description>I will cry&amp;nbsp;like rain&amp;nbsp;I will light a room like lighting I will damage You like&amp;nbsp;a tornado&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will explode like a volcano I will be like a blizzard that is out of control &amp;nbsp;I will be warm like summer nights Swimming in the moon light Naked in the sun light ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/592953/</link>
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			<title>To Love Again </title>
			<description>A Women who lost a love of Her life She throught She will never feel love again </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/591986/</link>
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			<title>Knowing the truth </title>
			<description>This is about My Dad who was drinking and driving and lost his life I was 14 when  this happend </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/590518/</link>
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			<title> Hope </title>
			<description>This is about a couple that where Grandparents who opened there home to five of there Grand  Children and raised Them. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/590285/</link>
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			<title>Letting go </title>
			<description>This is about My Friend who was in abused relationship's and found the courage to leave and this is My view on it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/589016/</link>
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			<title>Between World's </title>
			<description>This Story is about a dream that I had this is My experience in a world between Heaven and Hell it was so real that I will never forget those who lost themselves. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/588215/</link>
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			<title>The Question that My GrandMother asked </title>
			<description>When I was 7 years old My GrandMother asked Me a question I had no idea it would change My life. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherry-Blossom/586575/</link>
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