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		<description>The original writings of author Sadang</description>
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			<title>The Grave</title>
			<description>Plagues, rot, desolation,Your fault for this location,Sleep with the rats, the mold, the roaches.Closer, slower, death encroaches. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1744831/</link>
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			<title>Insanity</title>
			<description>Sneaky children roam the hall, Sneaky children, down stairs fall.Broken, bent, and no more moving,Seems as though my health's improving. </description>
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			<title>Armageddon </title>
			<description>Run, run, the bells are ringing.The rocks beneath my feet are stinging.Farther, farther, the bells are ringingThe souls beyond the grave start singing.Hide, hide, the bells are ringing.FIre and war, the devil's bringing. </description>
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			<title>Gone</title>
			<description>Senses are something a person experiences while living. When there are no more senses then we are truly dead. The narrator is going through the senses as well as experiencing what it is to say goodbye</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1744820/</link>
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			<title>I am </title>
			<description>I am the logicI am the mind.I am the clockworkYou have yet to find.I am the storiesI am  the told.I am the life,the young and the old.I am the musicI am the song. I am the lightAt the break of dawn.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1682990/</link>
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			<title>Illya</title>
			<description>Please excuse the language. I just wanted to create something raw and uncensored</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1677626/</link>
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			<title>Bed Beetles</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1677619/</link>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>It all starts in the end when we pass out crying, nobody living, nobody dying.Screw the voices we hear in our ears.It all began with blood and tears.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1677369/</link>
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			<title>Fornication</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1673602/</link>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>IDK</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1673518/</link>
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			<title>Why Not Still</title>
			<description>You loved me onceWhen I had hair Of chestnutAnd eyes of steel.Why not still?You loved me onceWhen my tongueWas stillFalse words came,Why not still?You loved me once,  When my bodyWas leanAnd my waist full.Why not still?You loved me onceAs we laidTogether,Wra..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1666716/</link>
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			<title>Truer are the Hidden Lies</title>
			<description>What is the causeno need for a pausecontinue through the storyno one will have to worry.Reasons will be givenwondering thoughts get drivenCloser closer the answers come,all the lies the truth is from. Cover your ears against the slander,among the crowd a single stander.Calls out ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1666671/</link>
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			<title>Written in the Stars</title>
			<description>Our love was written in the stars,so why do you look at me so?Our love was written in the stars,so why do you reject me so?Our love was written in the stars,so why won't you love me.You were promised to me,so why do you love him.You were promised to me, so why do you try to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fizzwhiz/1666668/</link>
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			<title>Winter Fallout</title>
			<description>Not really sure what the point is. Kind of thinking apocolypse become nature. </description>
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