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			<title>My Apology</title>
			<description>Unfinished</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1961452/</link>
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			<title>Just This Once</title>
			<description>The struggle I deal with in trying not to wish ill on someone who hurt me very deeply.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1945956/</link>
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			<title>Mr. Traveler</title>
			<description>A song formed in my head when I thought about what kind of relationship I wanted - what kind of partner in love I needed. The image of a beach and ocean filled my mind, and that was me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1945940/</link>
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			<title>Satisfaction</title>
			<description>A work in progress.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1651867/</link>
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			<title>The Want</title>
			<description>Close my eyesNow I can see it&amp;nbsp;Tell me liesSo I can feel it&amp;nbsp;Words to lipsI Just can't say it&amp;nbsp;Hands to hipsI'd let you play it&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm sitting hereI want to want you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1651859/</link>
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			<title>Us</title>
			<description>Just a thought that I had while thinking about how I can better inspire those around me. I sang it while I was writing, and I may add to it later.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1598208/</link>
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			<title>You're My Never</title>
			<description>How I'm currently feeling about along-time crush turned fling, and crush again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1531520/</link>
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			<title>I Am a Woman</title>
			<description>The title is enough.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1529343/</link>
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			<title>That Darkness</title>
			<description>This poem has multiple parts to it, and is an ongoing work. The concept is &quot;The Voice&quot; Coming closer and closer to the surface, my consciousness, which is a sharp, strong rap, while I am a soft song.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1529324/</link>
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			<title>To Be With Me</title>
			<description>Take my handIn yoursWe won&amp;rsquo;t flyBut we&amp;rsquo;ll runI can&amp;rsquo;t promisePromised LandsBut I can give you bright sunsBright stars andMoonsNo clouds and noGloomAnd if lightning strikesIt&amp;rsquo;s from the sparksIn our roomBang!The kiss heard&amp;lsquo;round our worldThe kind toMake you tingleAnd make..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1529314/</link>
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			<title>The Box</title>
			<description>Something I'd written a few years back when asked why I was so positive all of the time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Haraduaith/1529311/</link>
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