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			<title>Winter Love</title>
			<description>I remember when you were so cold you hugged me all nighti remember how the winter snow fell into your hairhow your eyes closed to take to take in the beautiful scenery i love the smell of the cocoa you make the warmth you give methe love you provide </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1698112/</link>
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			<title>Depressed, suicidal, girl</title>
			<description>When I was ten I started having these horrible thoughts. I had nightmares almost every night. And when I was eleven they drifted away. I thought that I was calm. But then I hit a slump. I thought that everyone hated me. Mostly because they did. I felt like I did everything wrong. I was losing the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1697980/</link>
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			<title>Myself</title>
			<description>I've learned a lot about myself. I've learned that I can't do a lot of things and that grades don't matter. I'm not the prettiest or the smartes, but I am the best. I know I won't ever be president and I'm ok with that.  But I know what it's like to feel dejected from the world. And I hate feeling..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1695254/</link>
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			<title>Life- What I've learned </title>
			<description>My life lessons. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1694163/</link>
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			<title>Fly</title>
			<description>our journey has just beguntodays another daytomorrow we'll live as if nothing matterswe'll find our way in life(someday)we can fly away&amp;nbsp;from all the pain and hurt regret we can fly away(together)look how the sky shines even brighter&amp;nbsp;todays another daydreams&amp;nbsp;we'll take with usmemories ..</description>
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			<title>Took You long Enough</title>
			<description>You finally realize where you made your mistake finally found what was wrongWith mebut things are different nowI am no longer that girl the girl that was shy and quietI'm no long a forgotten piece of historyIt took you long enough to realize how bad you treated mehow worthless I feltnow you have to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1694143/</link>
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			<title>Destined</title>
			<description>'We're to different, there's no way we could be partners.' That's what i thought about him. now i regret saying that. I realize how mush ii love him and now he's gone. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1676814/</link>
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			<title>She</title>
			<description>I hate the feel of being aloneI hate that i have to watch everyone else smilewhen i'm in paini hate the feeling of being judgedi love the feeling of being cutThe cold metal piercing my viensThe beauty of my blood running down my armThe smell of death around meI love it so muchand when man says he lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrystalMinx/1676808/</link>
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			<title>Magic </title>
			<description>What &amp;nbsp;does a person do with pencil and paper&amp;nbsp;they writecreativity flows through their brain&amp;nbsp;onto paperinto books they becomestacked upon shelves of shelvesread and reread to a veiwers pleasureCreativity is what comes from beautybeauty of our minds that we can controlWhat does a person..</description>
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