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			<title>A me, without you. </title>
			<description>My scampering little mindIs going 1,000 miles per hourI feel as if every piece of meHas a piece of you connected to itScientists say that since your cells die and new ones replace them everyday so that in a few years all my cells will be replacedAnd there will be a new meA new me you hav..</description>
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			<title>Loss</title>
			<description>When you lose somethingYour first thought is to find itTo question where it wentOr how it went awayFor I'm very compulsiveI racked my brain for hoursi ran up and down the street I sang out at the top of my lungsAll In a fight to Figure outHow I could lose Something that means s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chyennec/1658240/</link>
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			<title>The ocean </title>
			<description>You are the oceanFull of so many mysteries Dark caves, and long drawn out shoresWhen I met you I could walk on waterNow I'm sinking The tides pulling me closerAs you are distancing yourselfFrom meI take the last breath of air Before I drown In your ever blue waters</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chyennec/1657763/</link>
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			<title>Anxiety </title>
			<description>My anxiety Feels like a powerhouse fueling mePumping energy even my brain can't keep up with My legs faster than my thoughtsMy hands more fragile than my wordsIt's up up up And then it all crashesAnd I'm in my bed alone Again at 3amI can't tellAnymoreWhich way is up Or which ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chyennec/1657224/</link>
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			<title>Your ghost </title>
			<description>The ghost of youIs everywhere I gowrapped up in the sheetsthe shadow of your arm On the wall pulling me closerI stop to catch my breathe as I see the ghost of you In my morning cigarette For your lips were the first thing mine Used To touch in the morning. We used to be so many..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chyennec/1656821/</link>
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			<title>Chemicals.</title>
			<description>I was a freshly lit cigarette dangling between your long piano fingers, at first you couldn't get enough of me..you took long drags of me, and ashed me when I became to much, but halfway through you started to taste the chemicals and quickly stamped me out. You realized I was more than a tightly pac..</description>
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