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			<title>Dark Stained Glass</title>
			<description>Through aglass, darkly stained from the consumptionof warm southern bourbon;Through apane of glass, darkly stained withthe grime of the world;Through theglass, darkly stained, in the window framesof a church, with the image of theMadonna andother Saints of long ag..</description>
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			<title>Sound of Loneliness</title>
			<description>sometimeswhenI am by myselfthesound of lonelinessisSOLOUDthatmy ears begin to bleed</description>
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			<title>Love and other drugs</title>
			<description>Your love is like herointoxicaddictivetaking over all my sensesa feeling of euphoriaheightening each onethe rush so high, takingmy mind and body hostageuntil the fix wears off and then . . . I am left in a dark sicknesscravingachingmy body dema..</description>
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			<title>tattered</title>
			<description>Another tattered day in my tattered rags, living in a tattered room out of tattered bagsI am outta place, I can&amp;rsquo;t hide anymore,Like a pile of dust on your pristine floorI know you see the holes in my PantsYou may even see the scars underneathYou may even judge m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jmhenry/1538458/</link>
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			<title>Dandelion</title>
			<description>I see thebeauty in a Dandelion as it triesTo mask theweed that it isI share its envyas the butterfly lands upon its Sunlightcolored bloomExposing itsblandnessI sense itsfear as bumble bee hovers around threateningmistakingits faux flower for something more..</description>
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			<title>Sensual Storm</title>
			<description>The rainfalls on my roof poundingabove my headechoing, thesound of racing heartbeats Lightingdances around the charcoal sky in suggestive patterns, everteasing tocaress the earth&amp;rsquo;s skinwith promisesof sending charged exhilaration and elation, to its core..</description>
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			<title>Tough Love</title>
			<description>Swallow ittough girl, bury it deep, way down deep, in the darkhole that you fill with your guiltDo not tellme now, do not shake that door ajar .. .Be a harda*s all the way, don&amp;rsquo;t pretend, don&amp;rsquo;t pick your momentsofcallousness, don&amp;rsquo;thalf a*..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jmhenry/1537771/</link>
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			<title>Numbing Lullaby</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sweet numbnessThe lullaby of my addictionThe ambition that superseded all elseThe dragon I chased who never stayed,was alwaysOne small step ahead, only to betouched, always taunting, teasingEluding capture, never to beharnessed and tamedThose who aren&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jmhenry/1537770/</link>
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			<title>Stuck</title>
			<description>Nothing isever wrongNothing isever rightAnd nothingis ever what it seems I just keepwalking in circles and I can&amp;rsquo;t find my way back homeIts not evernumbIts not everfunIts justdumbTo keep lettinglife keep happening to meI don&amp;rsquo;t everfee..</description>
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			<title>They (her eyes)</title>
			<description>They sing tome in tones and shapes that make music in my soul&amp;nbsp;They speakto me in hushed silence telling everything they know&amp;nbsp;They smileat me when times are cold and make my body warm&amp;nbsp;They shinebright, and hopeful a beautiful calming port in a raging..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jmhenry/1537767/</link>
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			<title>Fragile Beauty</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Sheblossomed with a rare unique beauty all her ownHer colorsshone bright in the day and lit up the darkness of thenightAnd therains came and fed the ground and she grew stronger with eachshowerBut thestorms, came and the winds loosened her grip and tore ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jmhenry/1537765/</link>
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			<title>half moon night</title>
			<description>Its 12:30 with a half full moon, lighting a half mad worldon a mid-June nightThe crickets and cicadas and frogs band together in a chorus,with a tempo that lulls you into thinking it&amp;rsquo;s the breathing of the darkIts half past twelve, with a half full moon, lighting a half..</description>
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			<title>shot in the Wind</title>
			<description>The summer sun was breathing heat,fierce like a fever of &amp;nbsp;deathBut she made the mood so cold he could see her bitter breathShe sent a shot out, wild and free, into the windOnce said, it could never come back againSuch an ugly noise from such a beautiful face So s..</description>
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