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			<title>My Dearest Gone</title>
			<description>Looking upon the 12th hour, my sanity washes away once again. Her smile, though subtle, can drive an army to madness with love. Her voice, sweeter than a siren's song, can tear a mans heart out, without her lifting a finger. Her hair, flowing with the wind as though she were in water. Her name as sw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Parting_Glass/1602497/</link>
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			<title>Adieu </title>
			<description>Today, tomorrow, night shall cast itself once moreAnd the moon, showing itself in that dark blanketA cloud, alone and weeping in the midnight airIts tears hit my face and so I too know sorrowKneeling in a puddle of self pityRealizing in my reflection I am insignificantTo the moon, my friend, I bid a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Parting_Glass/1593225/</link>
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			<title>The Sun, My Love</title>
			<description>Should the night last forever, the blackness swallows the sun, I shall take refuge in the moon and the stars, for they will help me see. I shall follow the owls in their wise teachings, I shall learn from the bat of swift and grace, for when the night releases the sun, I shall be more than when she ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Parting_Glass/1581865/</link>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>No sooner are we aware, we are already taken by time</description>
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			<title>The Spark</title>
			<description>A spark, be it from a lighter to metal hittingInside the spark, is a universeIn the universe, is lifeA never ending cycleand though we see it last a secondIt is eons for themjust as it is in our universein our own.....little....spark.</description>
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