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			<title>Monster In The House</title>
			<description>These people live amongst us.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1595388/</link>
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			<title>The Soldier</title>
			<description>A casualty of war.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1565243/</link>
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			<title>Litter</title>
			<description>One of my pet hates!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1559898/</link>
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			<title>Summer Sports</title>
			<description>Inspired to activity by some beautiful weather.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1554809/</link>
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			<title>Irish History</title>
			<description>Thousands of years in ten words.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1551244/</link>
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			<title>Social Media</title>
			<description>A poem about posting.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1549830/</link>
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			<title>Behind The White Door</title>
			<description>For my family</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1539791/</link>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>Not one for the Irish tourist board.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1537158/</link>
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			<title>The Scales Are Wrong</title>
			<description>Anorexic denial</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1536121/</link>
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			<title>The Special Ones</title>
			<description>Those &quot;special&quot; people who think the rules don't apply to them</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1535111/</link>
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			<title>That's Not Fair!</title>
			<description>There's always someone worse off. Get over it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1535103/</link>
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			<title>Night At A Round Table</title>
			<description>So you think you have problems....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1534195/</link>
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			<title>Heroin</title>
			<description>My attempt at brevity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1531766/</link>
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			<title>Some questions For God</title>
			<description>Nothing too serious...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1531395/</link>
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			<title>First Night</title>
			<description>You can't choose your cellmate!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1530873/</link>
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			<title>Walking The Dog</title>
			<description>This is where most of my poems come from.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1530166/</link>
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			<title>The Scrap Heap</title>
			<description>The curse of unemployment</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1529307/</link>
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			<title>The Walking Dead</title>
			<description>The sad life of a heroin addict.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1525778/</link>
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			<title>Ingratitude</title>
			<description>A good day's work turned sour.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1524645/</link>
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			<title>A Childhood Destroyed</title>
			<description>The evil perpetrated on children</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1522764/</link>
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			<title>Never</title>
			<description>On the death of a young person</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1521943/</link>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>The night I had to tell my daughter that her friend had only days to live...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1519887/</link>
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			<title>Futility</title>
			<description>For any other government employees who realise that the biggest impediments to getting the job done are the policies and practices of the people higher up the food chain.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1519867/</link>
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			<title>The Grim, Grey Fog.</title>
			<description>A walk on a foggy Autumn day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1519509/</link>
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			<title>Parenthood</title>
			<description>The ups and downs of being a parent</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1519499/</link>
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			<title>Knocknarea</title>
			<description>The simple pleasure of climbing a hill.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MickBurke/1519064/</link>
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			<title>Spring</title>
			<description>A poem composed on a sunny morning walk.</description>
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