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			<title>Escape</title>
			<description>I had to escape the situation...to &quot;pull a Nancy's&quot; all I could do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bust out!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just exit!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To withdraw!&amp;nbsp;Anything to avoid my fate is all I could do...I was flossing to be something I'm not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/585138/</link>
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			<title>My brown-eyed friend</title>
			<description>My brown-eyed friend...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I could just show up at his door!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he'd be waiting there...My brown-eyed friend!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intoxicated I may be!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; there he'd be just for me...My brown-eyed friend!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/585104/</link>
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			<title>When that last tear drop falls</title>
			<description>fear of letting go</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/531394/</link>
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			<title>Can this last forever?</title>
			<description>Last forever you ask yourself??As you stare into his deep dark brown eyes...You feel like it could never possibly end.As you watch as he leans toward you and smiles...You begin to realize there's probably no reason to ask yourself if it will ever end.Laying together, all snuggled up so clo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/460135/</link>
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			<title>Last Kiss??</title>
			<description>you really never know when it could be the last kiss....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/452276/</link>
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			<title>That Face</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That face&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s been awhile since my face&amp;hellip;has felt a smile&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s not seeing your face&amp;hellip;that makes me frownTimes before it was all you&amp;hellip;that lifted me up when I was downNow seems as though I&amp;rsquo;m&amp;hellip;forever do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/422019/</link>
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			<title>Is that what we really see?</title>
			<description>An old run down farm house...is that what we see?Or maybe beyond the old wood and rusty nailsis a story to tell...Generations of children's laughterthat's what really mattersAn old fireplace...is that what we really see?Or maybe beyond the old ashes and broken bricksthere's a story..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/421051/</link>
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			<title>Picture this</title>
			<description>Picture thisintertwined........ all wrapped up in each otheras onekissing and softly biting each others lipslying in bed, sweating exasperously, breathing short hard breathes of airgasping for moreand gasping for morejust one more climax, but is that enough...no I think not, from the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/419978/</link>
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			<title>With One Look</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;With one look&amp;quot;You brought a rush of ecstacywith one look___You made me believe in mewith one look___You helped me to just seewith one look___You made me see what was surely meant to bewith just one look___</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/419951/</link>
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			<title>Smiles</title>
			<description>It takes more muscles to frown&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that it takes to smileI remember my Mom say!So why not smile?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; instead of frownto smile&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; is contagiousIt'll make you feel&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; forever ageless.So what if you have&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; smile wri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/419946/</link>
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			<title>Empty Frames</title>
			<description>for my Nannie aka grandmother that passed away April 20, 2009</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/406922/</link>
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			<title>Fireworks</title>
			<description>I love first kisses!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/384905/</link>
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			<title>ABC's of Love</title>
			<description>This is what I wish I had</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/384902/</link>
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			<title>This Woman and This Man</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;This woman and this man...softly breathing against one another's skinGently caressing without even guessing...what would come nextRough but gentle___&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somewhere in the middle___&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somewhere ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/364883/</link>
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			<title>Crazy Thing Called Love</title>
			<description>4 Every heart  made (-: there's a heart made )-: 4 Every Love beginning...another Love may be ending.4 them, this happens all snappy.4 him, well he has gone mad.I bet u think that u know whoI'm talking about...Guess again... YOUR WRONG!!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/362360/</link>
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			<title>&quot;To Forgive&quot;</title>
			<description>I need to forgive you to be complete,even though you may not ask for it from me.Don't get me wrong,its not a selfish want.Just a need,that can't go on undone.Moving forward,will never be.Until I can forgive you,and get back to being me.To Forgive...To Be Complete!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/357492/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Just Words&quot;</title>
			<description>Sticks and stones my break my bones, but words will never hurt me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/351285/</link>
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			<title>friends and vodka</title>
			<description>tagline submission</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/344147/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Sunday Nights At The Drive-in Movie&quot;</title>
			<description>A true story about precious time me and my daughters spend together!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/339996/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Days are Getting Shorter&quot;</title>
			<description>its a short poem about days getting shorter and winter approaching</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/339205/</link>
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			<title>Ice for Veins</title>
			<description>icy cold to the heart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/339195/</link>
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			<title>Frozen Days Admist</title>
			<description>This is a chilly, icy filled day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/339193/</link>
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			<title>Almost done (not!)</title>
			<description>Inspired by my feelings that I have from dealing with my son, whom is acting like his Dad somewhat.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/339146/</link>
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			<title>&quot;No more Lies, No more Cries&quot;</title>
			<description>inspired by the contest &quot;Inspired by a Lyric 11&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/339120/</link>
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			<title>Sunflower by day, Dreamer by night</title>
			<description>gots to love them sunflowers</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/336914/</link>
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			<title>To Taste a Carrot</title>
			<description>carrots ummm so delicious</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/336445/</link>
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			<title>Taken care of the bills</title>
			<description>I don't contribute alotof money...But I contribute time, alot ofheart and soul...&amp;nbsp;I don't contribute alotof money...But I take care of allthe bills...and so much morethis I know!&amp;nbsp;going ongoing on&amp;nbsp;but now bringing it homebringing it HOME!?!&amp;nbsp;It was..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/332193/</link>
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			<title>to breathe</title>
			<description>I'm not sure whats happening</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/318704/</link>
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			<title>Wrath of the Blackened Rose</title>
			<description>For all of you Halloween fanatics!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/318574/</link>
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			<title>Colors of Meaning</title>
			<description>Remembering 9/11</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/315819/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Breeann's Cellphones&quot;</title>
			<description>a girls gotta have her cellphones</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/314208/</link>
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			<title>Grand-Pa's List</title>
			<description>lyrics to a very special story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/313952/</link>
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			<title>Small Windows of Time</title>
			<description>for my Mom</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/313940/</link>
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			<title>What's the big deal?</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote for the Starts with/Ends with contest.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/313925/</link>
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			<title>Just to say I love you</title>
			<description>Just to say I love youis not enough...&amp;nbsp;3 words that are writtenand said too much...&amp;nbsp;Just to say I love youcould be just fine...&amp;nbsp;If I could get a hugand a kiss...from time to time.&amp;nbsp;Those 3 words, seemto be rehearsed...&amp;nbsp;Said without meaningsai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/312802/</link>
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			<title>Reasons to Smile</title>
			<description>(-: smiles</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/301028/</link>
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			<title>Passion lust or Passion love?</title>
			<description>Passion lust or passion love?or is it a little bit of both...?&amp;nbsp;...messaging back and forthto the extent of orgasmic pleasure...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; never once having met&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; never once have we heard&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; each other's voice.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/300799/</link>
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			<title>California Oceans</title>
			<description>my memory of being in California on the beaches</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/300791/</link>
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			<title>The pumpkin ate me and I died... Oops!</title>
			<description>This is for the follow orders best contest!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/300652/</link>
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			<title>Real Friends</title>
			<description>What my good friends are like... and I love each one of them dearly...and they know who they are!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/299616/</link>
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			<title>As I Am</title>
			<description>its just me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/288696/</link>
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			<title>Tarnished</title>
			<description>lyrics</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/288693/</link>
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			<title>Taken</title>
			<description>This is dealing with the effects of Huntington's Disease and how it can make life miserable for families!  Plz go to HDSA.org and help out (-:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/288294/</link>
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			<title>Darkness taking over</title>
			<description>the option of living closing in</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/278844/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Hot Summers&quot;</title>
			<description>Man it's HOT in Texas!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/278445/</link>
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			<title>A Killing</title>
			<description>This poem is very emotional, if you have a weak stomach don't read this one, it comes from the heart....VERY emotional! A slow miserable death of ones spirit, soul, mind and body.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/277990/</link>
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			<title>Colors of Reason</title>
			<description>tickles my feet thinking about it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/276154/</link>
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			<title>Too Complicated</title>
			<description>Your just too complicatedI can't think straight when you make me madand you get me to feeling so sad.One minute you say you love meand the next you hurt me!Just too complicated for meI'd much rather be stress free.I can do without all of the fussingand fighting.My gosh it just ge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/276152/</link>
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			<title>One Day</title>
			<description>One Day, I won't be here to make your coffeeevery morning at 5 am and give you a kissand a hug when your off to work!One Day, I won't be here to pick up all ofyour empty beer cans and dump youroverflowing ashtray, even though I don'tdrink or smoke.One Day, I won't be here..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/276147/</link>
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			<title>Resenting Myself</title>
			<description>the lyrics say it all</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/motomommichelle/276144/</link>
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