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			<title>An Empty Christmas</title>
			<description>An Empty Christmas&amp;nbsp;The halls are empty nowStill and darkDecorated with faint echoes of voices pastShadows play upon the wallsSunlight streams across the dusty floorsWhere once children ranThey are goneGone where children go when last they leave Their ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lynda/1682442/</link>
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			<title>The Departure</title>
			<description>Lovers separated by death...</description>
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			<title>Imperfection</title>
			<description>Poem for contest based upon a photo.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lynda/1645584/</link>
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			<title>I Miss</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I Miss You&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;I miss the nights of sleeping with the windows open&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;Listening tothe sound of crickets singing,&amp;nbsp; The chirpingof the frogs,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Night soundslulling us to sleep&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;I miss the twinkle of the..</description>
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			<title>Fractured Thoughts</title>
			<description>Examining the thoughts that enter our minds and remain. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lynda/1640690/</link>
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			<title>Where Angels Sing</title>
			<description>Where Angels Sing&amp;nbsp;The Angels whisper, I hear them withinCome out little girl,From the place that you&amp;rsquo;ve been&amp;hellip;You don&amp;rsquo;t have to live in the dark anymore&amp;hellip;Step into the light, Walk through the door&amp;hellip;Out in the sunShining down ..</description>
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			<title>The Angels Weep</title>
			<description>I close my eyes and I can seeA little girlRagged clothes, bare feet,Standing alone, under the starsHead tilted back, arms outstretchedI see her small hands, her tiny fingersCrossed, fingers crossed&amp;hellip;Her eyes are closed, her lips move,Silent, she speaks witho..</description>
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