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		<description>The original writings of author Anikao.</description>
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			<title>my current situation</title>
			<description>just another sleepless night and I must say there isn't much to really say I cant simply put my thoughts out there to where it all makes sense but lately ive been taking a few step backs and taking a great glance at our generation - at our society today and I must state I am only 20 but in todays er..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MyGlassHeart_/1613249/</link>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>We tend to loose focus when we are fighting our own personal war.our silence is our biggest cry and I can always recall the broken recorded&amp;nbsp;playing &quot;its going to be OK&quot; not intended to be on replaying .My eyes our my biggest enemies for they are the witness of what shatters our dreams and my ea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MyGlassHeart_/1613231/</link>
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			<title>my current situation</title>
			<description>my personal life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MyGlassHeart_/1603764/</link>
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			<title>Yours. . .</title>
			<description>You're the ravishing rays in my lifeYour brilliant mind intrigues me every time Your slick mouth sends chills down my spineYou constantly remind me of the beauty that I am You pledge to give me the smaller - finer things in life - such as your time.Frames filled with frozen memories So in the time i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MyGlassHeart_/1601417/</link>
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			<title>things we . . .</title>
			<description>things we thought we knew eventually we grew N this plan that we drew with colors , glitter and glue who knew that the brian storming at age 5 would be our base line of the things we thought we knew They said &quot; i belive in you&quot; with a B+ written on my paperbut who knew that it wouldnt be eno..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MyGlassHeart_/1594819/</link>
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			<title>day 1 </title>
			<description>life , mixed emotions, mixed thoughts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MyGlassHeart_/1594528/</link>
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			<title>Isn't It. . .</title>
			<description>just a penny for your thoughts</description>
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