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			<title>Trapped Under the Ice - Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Based on a dream I had</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/2865029/</link>
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			<title>In the End, What Can We Control?</title>
			<description>A hopeless path</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/2142749/</link>
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			<title>Death Taken Straight</title>
			<description>A poem about addiction.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/2138155/</link>
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			<title>The Forsaken King</title>
			<description>A tale of a tyrant.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1835918/</link>
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			<title>Where Shall We Find Wisdom?</title>
			<description>Let us look to the pastSo that the future we'll understandAnd gain a clear pictureOf what passes through this landAnd hopefully we shall seeWhat we have sought since the beginningA desire now fulfilledBut lo our chance is thinningGrasp tightly to valueA thing once held dearSo that wisdom is not shat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1834836/</link>
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			<title>The Lonesome Philosopher</title>
			<description>I believe I may have written this after my own self. I'm not sure what clarity it may bring, for I do not yet know myself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1834831/</link>
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			<title>The Understanding of Rage</title>
			<description>Rage, the forever burning scarThe incessant feelingThe endless naggingThe ultimate rendingOf a heart in twoSince such an emotionCan never by any draughtBe every holy quenchedBut merely calmedAs the sparks still remainScratchingScrapingAnd scathingThe wettened cinders</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1815052/</link>
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			<title>Simplification</title>
			<description>A mental experiment I suppose.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1808602/</link>
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			<title>The First Encounter</title>
			<description>An unexpected battle.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1800486/</link>
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			<title>A Task of Metaphors</title>
			<description>This was an experimental story I did for a writing seminar in which I sought to describe a man coming home from work and taking a shower, but doing it all in a metaphor. Please pardon grammar errors.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1800485/</link>
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			<title>A Return to The Half Shell</title>
			<description>A blind man revisits his favorite hometown seafood restaurant with his daughter.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1800483/</link>
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			<title>The Limitless World</title>
			<description>Imagine with me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1800482/</link>
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			<title>The Age Long Desired</title>
			<description>The day we all wish to see.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1800479/</link>
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			<title>The Understanding of Jealousy</title>
			<description>Here I attempt to unveil the truth of jealousy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1786929/</link>
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			<title>The Nightmare Pit</title>
			<description>Here, I shall write for you a storyA visualization of my thoughtsGiven descriptionWith wonder applied to itAnd Fear its brideThis is the story given lifeOf a place hidden deep withinResiding in the truest darkness of my mindWhere not even IHave been able to traverseAnd see to knowAnd know to fearThi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1766134/</link>
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			<title>Where Fear Lies Forgotten</title>
			<description>From a Poem of Philosophy to a Prayer of Preservation</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1753698/</link>
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			<title>The Allegory of the Room</title>
			<description>This was a sort of a failure of an attempt to recreate the allegory of the cave in reation to current day American/World truths.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1734364/</link>
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			<title>The Understanding of Humility</title>
			<description>An endeavor into the issues of the human heart, mind, and soul. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1721150/</link>
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			<title>On Writing, Inspiration, and other Matters of the Like</title>
			<description>I speak upon my struggle in writing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1719923/</link>
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			<title>And So Declared Caesar</title>
			<description>	It is the year 2343 A.D. We now live in the age of Caesar, an age that our history books says to have already once been. Yet that was centuries upon centuries ago, in a time of what we are told was of great peace and prosperity; A time where a great civilization once ruled almost the whole of Europ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1717215/</link>
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			<title>The Land of Death</title>
			<description>All slept under Death's dark gaze.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1715714/</link>
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			<title>The Ashen King</title>
			<description>At his hands the world burned.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1715460/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts on Justice</title>
			<description>Thinking upon the seeming mystery of Justice</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1709815/</link>
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			<title>Lucifer's Gingerbread Man</title>
			<description>Run, run, as fast as you can.It's hopeless, dear child.I'll catch you, for I can.Dream, dream, till your mind is filled.It's hopeless, dear child.Your blood will be spilled.Laugh, laugh and lighten your heart.It's hopeless , dear child.Your pain has yet to start.Love, love, till you are made whole.I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1698677/</link>
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			<title>Running and Running</title>
			<description>I decided to do another T. S. Elliot style poem. In this one I explore what the burden of guilt can do to some.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1676645/</link>
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			<title>Take My Hand, I'll Lead Thee On</title>
			<description>A thing I must remind myself of daily.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1671048/</link>
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			<title>On Jealousy</title>
			<description>Self: &quot;So, what's on your mind right now?&quot;Me: &quot;Oh, a whole myriad of things (as always).&quot;Self: &quot;Anything specific?&quot;Me: &quot;Well, I guess the topic of jealousy has been&amp;nbsp;rather strongly&amp;nbsp;invading my thoughts as of late.&quot;Self: &quot;Anything you are particularly jealous of, or is it just another philo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1660487/</link>
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			<title>The Self Dialogues</title>
			<description>I converse with myself on matters that plague my mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1660464/</link>
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			<title>The Chess Game of Duality</title>
			<description>This is a story based off of Kaiju's Kosmotekton. Here I will be telling of the conflict between the gods told about in his story and between their counterparts, which I created: the Ktsistians.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1654326/</link>
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			<title>The Earth Cries Silently</title>
			<description>The Earth cries silently&quot;Stave off thy crippling blows&quot;To those who do not hearThose who have deafened themselvesFrom her desperate pleasTheir ears are filled with soundsSounds not of nature, but of manSounds of hate and harmSounds of confusion and&amp;nbsp;carelessnessSounds of selfishness and seclusio..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1654324/</link>
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			<title>It Is Easier To Make Your Fellow Soldier Sacrifice His life Than To Give Your Own</title>
			<description>Hestared down at his hands. They were shaking uncontrollably, violently. Hisheart beat rapidly almost as if it would burst out of his chest.&amp;nbsp;That'sanother fear to add to the list; a bit more unlikely&amp;nbsp;one though, hethought. The air was cold and dry, not helping his morale in the sli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1654285/</link>
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			<title>A Coward Shall Go Unnamed</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1654284/</link>
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			<title>A Tale of Two Brothers</title>
			<description>An epic of two brothers who took on hell and the devil himself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1607619/</link>
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			<title>Where Does One Go When Everything is Taken From Them?</title>
			<description>The title explains itself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1606633/</link>
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			<title>When Darkness Spoke</title>
			<description>A poem about the all consuming darkness.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1604563/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts on Fantasy</title>
			<description>A poem about how we fantasize about anything and why. (I decided to avoid the more undesirable fantasies)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1591128/</link>
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			<title>An Analysis on Fear</title>
			<description>It's actually an analytical essay on the emotion itself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1568591/</link>
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			<title>The State of Humaity</title>
			<description>I wrote this in couplets. This is a poem meant to reveal the baseness of humanity. I want you to read this and from it become introspective upon yourself. I want you to meditate on it this poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Philip2Hale/1568471/</link>
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