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		<description>The original writings of author Jrocktothebeat</description>
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			<title>Tuesdays Poem</title>
			<description>Something I wrote a little earlier in the year. I meant to share it sooner, but it ended up becoming a song with the band and I never got around to it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1526014/</link>
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			<title>Through The Screen</title>
			<description>Just started writing and it kept going. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1526008/</link>
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			<title>Tide</title>
			<description>A song I wrote when I first met the Guitarist for our band London Stone. Really laid back. Emotional, but slow. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1522112/</link>
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			<title>Vacant</title>
			<description>A poem, with a bit more rhyming then I usually use. I always try to just focus on the meaning and how I want to express it, usually emotional topics, so with any writing I do I try to keep it raw. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1515655/</link>
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			<title>Guillotine</title>
			<description>Something I wrote a couple years back, spawned from diving to deep into something.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1510360/</link>
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			<title>Poisoned Sleep</title>
			<description>Words for a girl who I connected with spiritually to the point she started to plague my dreams. Writing this finally put us at peace. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1510300/</link>
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			<title>19:20</title>
			<description>Song written a few years ago. A moment of realization. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1510298/</link>
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			<title>Zero</title>
			<description>Small entry about a moment in life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1510295/</link>
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			<title>Slipping Act 2</title>
			<description>Second Addition to a darker series of lyrics/poems. Usually about day dreams</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1510289/</link>
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			<title>Slipping Act 1</title>
			<description>Beginning of a darker series of lyrics/poems. Usually about day dreams.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/J0RDANM/1510285/</link>
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