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			<title>Mournday Mourning </title>
			<description>It is the mourning of our decayAnd vision has not been there for meAs it has in the pastTo smog my sight and blur blasphemyAnd warp stained skiesInto floral figments of red.InsteadIrises erode into a crystallized clearPure clarity I buried in the small of mindBehind filaments of truth&amp;nbsp;That flic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/1154209/</link>
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			<title>Phantasm In Below 20 Degree Thread Count</title>
			<description>&quot;I see shed people&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/847229/</link>
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			<title>Ripened Rainbows</title>
			<description>If it's tangible, it's worthless...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/813660/</link>
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			<title>Fretful Persistence</title>
			<description>I fly...  I soar... I am...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/807474/</link>
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			<title>Soliloquy of a Seagurl</title>
			<description>Free bird...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/805304/</link>
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			<title>Detrimental Fetish</title>
			<description>It's not who you love, but what you love...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/805299/</link>
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			<title>Out of the Mouth of Babes</title>
			<description>Your actions shape them more than you know.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/805295/</link>
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			<title>I Like My OT Scrambled</title>
			<description>How do you prefer him?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/805293/</link>
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			<title>Mediocrity</title>
			<description>&quot;It's... something...&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/803741/</link>
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			<title>Stuck In The Muddle</title>
			<description>I dread reasoning through lifeWithout the hindrance of your airTickling my lobeCarrying trinkets of that dewy drossThat splutters wet nothings&amp;nbsp;Into my canalAnd that moment&amp;nbsp;When caution dampensAs thoughts are swaddled and coddledSwallowedBy alluvial fibers woven in your lungsSo enmeshed in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Maibaybie/799192/</link>
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			<title>The Grown Up Song!!!!!!!</title>
			<description>Just trying to loosen up.</description>
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