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			<title>Depression</title>
			<description>Just a quick write, nothing spectacular. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/1155962/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare Dreams</title>
			<description>I really have no idea, this just kinda popped into my head ahah it really sucks but ahh well, it's meant to be more light hearted I guess :P</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/1082319/</link>
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			<title>Introduction to an end (most likely will be changed </title>
			<description>Just something I wrote up, it was going to be the introduction to a book but I most likely wont ever get to writing it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/1080246/</link>
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			<title>Masquerade</title>
			<description>A song a friend and I wrote. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/1080243/</link>
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			<title>Mother natures calling, can you hear her?</title>
			<description>Listen to the whispersthat come from natures lipshear her silent pleadsfeel her untold pain&amp;nbsp;Listen to the screamsthat come from natures childrenhear her blatant criesfeel their un-earthed pain</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/969262/</link>
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			<title>Faceless enemy</title>
			<description>Once upon a mirrorof which in front I standthe image could be clearerbut for my eyes it's banned &amp;nbsp;There you are, my faceless enemytrapped beyond the glassa barrier of which I cannot seetaunt me with your relentless harrassmy faceless enemy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/969259/</link>
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			<title>shadows</title>
			<description>sun downs's un-blinking stare asendsupon shadows of which it bendsamong crooked, bent trees they dancewinding through trunks who hold their stancehere in the dark they move freelywithout any worry that they may see&amp;nbsp;Sun rise's wavering glare asendsupon shadows which darkness mendsamong dark spot..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/969257/</link>
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			<title>No name yet (suggestions?)</title>
			<description>Fire licks at the night skylook to the stars and wonder whya loud booming resounds in the distancestrikes against your unwavering stance&amp;nbsp;Bellowing cries errupt all arounda product of that ear shattering sounda break, a crack in your resilent masklook to the stars and quietly ask&amp;nbsp;What have ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/969255/</link>
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			<title>Web of lies</title>
			<description>She pleads and she cries,she screams and she dies.They're cutting off her air,strands as thin as hair.They're as sharp as a knife,slicing into her life,drawing out crimson hate,she cannot win, it's her true fate,boubd tught within these strands,she cannot move, but her hands,lashing out with all of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/969253/</link>
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			<title>No name yet (suggestions?)</title>
			<description>

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/969245/</link>
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			<title>Sick, Twisted Game</title>
			<description>yet another question poem I wrote for poetry class</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/955734/</link>
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			<title>Questions for you</title>
			<description>A question poem I wrote for poetry class</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/955731/</link>
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			<title>Bittersweet Memories</title>
			<description>A sonnet I wrote for poetry class. Enjoy :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/955728/</link>
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			<title>Lullaby </title>
			<description>Red red lullabytell the baby mommy says hifrom the soil beneath his&amp;nbsp;tiny&amp;nbsp;featsomeday,&amp;nbsp;one day, again they may meet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/953175/</link>
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			<title>Follow</title>
			<description>A Vilanelle that I wrote for an assignment, we were given a title and had to write a poem about it. Let me know what you think.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/912139/</link>
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			<title>Axel</title>
			<description>Part of the first chapter for a new book I've started.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/797018/</link>
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			<title>One Last Sundown</title>
			<description>Fingers fumbled inside of an old coat pocket, grazing over asmall box, and picking at its opening flap. Once the flap was open, a fingerwedged between it to keep it from closing, and two others found the object theywere searching for. The fingers paused for a moment still within the pocket,h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/797011/</link>
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			<title>Chapter two</title>
			<description>This is the first half of chapter two. I'm still in the process of editing the other half so bare with me. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/785890/</link>
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			<title>Soldier Boy</title>
			<description>Sway by sway,Step by step,Across the walls they dance;Shadows of a time once before.Pulling and tugging,dragging the light behind them,In a slow harmony they dance,Shadows of a time long gone.Innocent yet vileThey taunt him,With liquid movements they dance,Shadows of a memory once forgotten.Sad and ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/776595/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Ch. 1&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Are you sure you&amp;rsquo;re up tothis?&amp;rdquo; David asked, his English accent muffled by his pristine surgical mask.I paused before answering; this was my last chance to back out. It wasone of those 'speak now or forever hold your peace' moments. Even realizing thesta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/773962/</link>
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			<title>Game of Life</title>
			<description>As time flies byWe forget&amp;nbsp;our selvesAs time flies byWe become historyLiving in the presentLooking to the pastBegging for the futureGood times never lastAs time flies byWe loose our selvesVictims of the present&amp;nbsp;admirers&amp;nbsp;of the pasttools for the future&amp;nbsp;pawns in the game of life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/698696/</link>
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			<title>Luke's introduction</title>
			<description>Luke&amp;rsquo;sintroduction:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;No! no please don&amp;rsquo;t do this! You don&amp;rsquo;t understand I.. I have awife and and a child! Please!&amp;rdquo;He begged, tears streaming down his cheeks. He held him gently in hisarms, bridal style, as not to hurt him, He was tall, an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/643739/</link>
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			<title>not sure what the title is yet</title>
			<description>A nuclear accident steals the life of Luke's wife and baby. The accident instead of killing him gives him extreme confusion and bizarre powers he can't exactly control. Will Luke recover his memories?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/643738/</link>
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			<title>We both know</title>
			<description>You say that you won't gobut we both knowthat you'll be gonebefore too longyou say that your fineand that you'll always be minebut we both knowyou life is&amp;nbsp;fading&amp;nbsp;slowwe both knowit's your time to goI look one last time at your beautiful sight,hold my breath as yours dies and kiss you goodn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/641970/</link>
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			<title>bad memory</title>
			<description>With eyes deep in thoughtlove is what you soughtreality is lost from your minda will is what you cease to findWith eyes deep in thought&amp;nbsp;with a love is who you foughtnow those memories haunt youand there's not a thing you can dolonely is now what you areand love is for what you've reached so far..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/631671/</link>
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			<title>Nothing.</title>
			<description>I'm not really sure what this is meant to mean.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/627571/</link>
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			<title>Father of mine.</title>
			<description>From start to finishIt's been nothing but a wishfrom a child's heartbut you drove yourself apartFrom&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;to endIt's been something you can't mendBut it was never really thereyou never gave it a chance, and that's not fairYou turned your back on me,became something I can no longer see..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/627139/</link>
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			<title>If only you could</title>
			<description>If only you could seeWhat you do to meYour eyes are blinded byTo you what seams a lieBut what to me is realis something you don't feelMy love is yours to holdBut to you my heart is coldI'm wishing you could seeThe love for you inside of meTo you I'm nothing butMaybe some kind of nutIf only you could..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/622622/</link>
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			<title>One Last Breathe</title>
			<description>&quot;Slow down!&quot; She&amp;nbsp;shrieked, but it was too late. &amp;nbsp;The car had already run off the road and began to tumble down the hill. Her life flashed before her eyes; childhood memories, her wedding day, and even the day when she lost her mother. All these memories, all these sweet memories, what a wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/620213/</link>
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			<title>Trapped</title>
			<description>I'm trapped&amp;nbsp;the water is risingI can't find a way outwill anyone help me?there is no air&amp;nbsp;I can't breathe, I can feel you there&amp;nbsp;but my eyes are blindedDONT LET ME GO... please...the water is at the top now&amp;nbsp;pressing me against the wallare you still there?I can't find youeverythings..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/614656/</link>
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			<title>My Last Promise(could be changed)</title>
			<description>After an experiment that changes Xavier's life he's faced with his biggest challenge yet. Will he be able to put an end to David's plans and save the island or will David get his way?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xNote_to_selfx/614152/</link>
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