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			<title>A Cheating Hand</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She's &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; cuz&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; only&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1877756/</link>
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			<title>Wheat Colored Grass</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; We're&amp;nbsp; wheat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1877752/</link>
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			<title>Lay by Me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; until&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; always&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1877744/</link>
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			<title>Lion Hearted</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'll&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; always&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1877743/</link>
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			<title>The Cost</title>
			<description>And slowlyday by dayan empireI made,but a familyI lost.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1877740/</link>
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			<title>Our Last Night</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We'll&amp;nbsp; spend&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whiskey,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; tonight&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sex,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; like&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872837/</link>
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			<title>Grocery Store Aisles</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Now&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Like&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Window&amp;nbsp; walk&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; grocery&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; shopping&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mile&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872833/</link>
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			<title>Her Favorite Shade of Blue</title>
			<description>There are only two thingsHer favorite shade of blue:His eyesand my lines.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872832/</link>
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			<title>My Story</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You're&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; matter&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; writ&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; how&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872831/</link>
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			<title>My Temple</title>
			<description>Your body's a templeI want to exploreSearch every poreAnd, babeThese temptationsAre writ deepIn my soul.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872829/</link>
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			<title>Books to Read</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; at&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; often&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; all&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wonderful&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872827/</link>
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			<title>Pastel Blue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; In &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cooled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; by&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1872826/</link>
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			<title>Lovers in Eden</title>
			<description>I don't know if there is right&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After all these wrongsOr forgiveness in my songs&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A nightmare for another day.Because tonight you look like Orion&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The heavens alive on Earth.I'd trade my last breath to roar,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dance and swell with youOn this bal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1869666/</link>
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			<title>A Beautiful Memory</title>
			<description>The icy winter windLicked the curls of her hairLaying an unforgiving kiss On everything else she left bare,Turning her skin as red and warmAs the fire in the hearth of her soul.But her springtime eyesWere almost a promiseOf warmer day aheadOn meadow laden hillsides.As often happens thoughThe roar of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868640/</link>
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			<title>Ending the Game</title>
			<description>In the hazy air&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Surrounding my mindWhere the chemicals of my despair&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mix and windThrough rotting veins.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The cymbals classAnd my life seems brash,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But I'll walk by your sideIf you'll walk by mine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Through my confusionWe'll march, and I promi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868638/</link>
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			<title>Her Quiet Soul</title>
			<description>I can still hearThe quietness of your soulSlowly flowing throughEach beat of your favorite songs.And though now deathDoes us part,I count every blessing,Number every sheepThat your smileI'll still see in my sleep.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868275/</link>
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			<title>Monday</title>
			<description>Tick-tock&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beats the wingsOf my alarm clock.The sunlight subtly flashes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Revealing her naked beauty.The air fills with the scent of morning&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My caffeinated addiction.A song-bird lies to me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; About the beautiful day to behold.I lie back,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A lack-l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868271/</link>
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			<title>Bones</title>
			<description>The flesh in these bones&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A spirit in a smile.Please, go be lonesome&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Travel mile by mile.Ponder the expanses in silence&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Talk ruins sight.Consult your own soul&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the way in which to go.Push ever onward&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868268/</link>
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			<title>A Fleeting Kiss</title>
			<description>A fleeting kiss weird heavier than the rest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The long and passionate speak of the hope fore tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But the fleeting knows the uncertainty of life and love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It whispers the truth:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I can't promise myself to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868263/</link>
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			<title>S**t Poetry</title>
			<description>I was conversing with another one of my writer friends the other day about how often she writes. She said everyday. &quot;I write s**t poetry everyday to stay in practice and get these emotions out there.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868261/</link>
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			<title>Polyamory</title>
			<description>Poly-amorousSuperfluousLove of 2-3-4Does it equate to my love of youThe only one I adored.So now I search downEvery loving alley, cave, and corridorTo find a piece of youPut it in the puzzleOf my love-life for many.A complete picture of youI'll makeEven if it takes 3-4-5 or moreMany lovesPolyamory</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868259/</link>
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			<title>A Lullaby</title>
			<description>I wrote this because a close friend thought I should try my hand at lullabies. Needless to say those may not be my forte. However, I did enjoy the piece I got from it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868255/</link>
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			<title>There are No Words</title>
			<description>There&amp;nbsp; are no words to describe&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (I promise,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I read the thesaurus through twice)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The feelings this week prescribed.Though we intertwined&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dying just to unwind&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1868249/</link>
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			<title>The Campground</title>
			<description>The blood flowing redderAs the music grows louderFlying the colorsPsychedelic, vivid, and wild.&amp;nbsp;They sway in the windTo the rhythm of our collective blues.A festival of lights and sound, We're finally at the campground.Come gather 'roundSpread peace and love around.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867912/</link>
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			<title>The Recital</title>
			<description>Eclectic mind,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can't write one f*****g rhyme&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Songs of love turned to lust&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My issues with trust&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I chain-smoke&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoping to die a different bloke&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867907/</link>
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			<title>Stars and Galaxies</title>
			<description>Stars and galaxies set deep in her eyesThe cosmos found in her soul.The hear of her touch; an unforgettable blush. Is that why you read this,for fantasy eyes and mythical lies?Loves isn't found up in space.It is found here, in this place.Her eyes don't twinkle or shine.But burn with the fire of a li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867904/</link>
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			<title>Under the Canopy</title>
			<description>Her head rose to meet my gaze&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eyes crimson and ablazeInhaled then exhaled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Leaves from her favorite treeMy hope rose in unison with her breasts&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She offered, letting me caress.Softer skin I'd never held&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lig..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867901/</link>
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			<title>Wander</title>
			<description>I walked out tonight to ponder,Perhaps just to wander,Breathe in the silent wonderOf where I'm going, been, and gone.I don't remember half my lifeThe other I'm trying to forget.I hope to disappearLike my breath in this midnight air.I'll become a specterOf my own haunted life.Finally to be the nothin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867900/</link>
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			<title>Intoxication</title>
			<description>It's amazing how intoxicating a person can be. How you are never really sure you lived until you met them. They are stronger than any liquor to meet a pair of lips.More addictive than any substance sold in secret. They are vibrant, as though they embody a star.You're sure every minute movement of th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867836/</link>
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			<title>Love is a Drug</title>
			<description>love for the masses&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; love for the few,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; how can I honestly say'I love you'? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your touch sends chillsbut so does theirs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm no man of fame&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; lay no ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867835/</link>
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			<title>Shadows on the Wall</title>
			<description>Oh my eye of the midnight sky&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Watching over all paths leading home,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As diamonds course through coal&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your gaze pierces as hers lays siege.Lazily you laugh and dance through lover's hair&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867832/</link>
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			<title>My Run-Away Vessel</title>
			<description>poison on my lips,the lingering of your kiss.you never played by the rulesI hardly know they exist.we crossed ever line and boundary togetherthroughout our short-lived lives.I've seen much of the world and her waysbut your touch could shake any mana kiss that brings kings to their knees.better than ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1867783/</link>
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			<title>My Favorite Bridge</title>
			<description>Disheveled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; UnraveledHer blonde hair fell&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Down a freckled faceThe ends softly dancing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the tip of my lips.With eyes that shone &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A blazing white heat.Then her soul grasped mine&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1838103/</link>
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			<title>From the Mouth of a Child</title>
			<description>Through the mouth of a child&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He challenged us&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The meek and the mild&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To throw off our sluggish ways&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rise to arms&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Against ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1838100/</link>
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			<title>The Eternal Pursuit</title>
			<description>My eternal pursuit of imperfection&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Led me steadily in your direction.Your demons are dark; all bite and no bark.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mine are many,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last time I countedTwenty&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You prayed for a princeAn angel of innocence.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I said &quot;Hello&quot;Fr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1838099/</link>
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			<title>A Dismal Life of Color</title>
			<description>This dismal life of colorIn which we weave our lies of wonder.I'd teach youWhat the many huesPreached in my slumber,But I'm toldMy story's oldI'm outdated and outnumbered. You'd rather hear my lullabiesSad natured, filled with hatred.Drag out skeletonsFrom closets long closed and forgot.So without f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1778051/</link>
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			<title>Spiced</title>
			<description>Spiced, dark drinkAn earthy atmosphere.The waste of one,&amp;nbsp;Bible of another.Artisan blockThe rich man's delightBeggar's temple of prayer.The wealthy prey on the weakNo paupers in the alleys,But the jails are full.Heroin and cocaine,The currency of the streetsSins tattooed on our skinWe're easy to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1778048/</link>
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			<title>Broken, Betrayed, and Damned</title>
			<description>Voices within and without,Telling me I am livingLike one already dead,Fruitless days and sleepless nights,Endeavors lost and devoured By ghosts from my pastSkeletons in closets Long closed and forgot.&amp;nbsp;I walk a path never forged,No fork in the road,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1778043/</link>
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			<title>Messy Angels</title>
			<description>What more do you want from me I have paid my dues,Done my time.We all have demons to face,Heaven knows I have mineTall as my egoHigh as my friends. I fell the farthest,Resurfaced at my best.Why do you want to drag me back under?Is it my attitudeI don&amp;r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1778030/</link>
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			<title>First in Line</title>
			<description>Don't drinkDon't cussDon't be the next drug bustYet live a life robust.Don't try new thingsDon't test your faithDon't learn your boundariesBut make your own pathWalk it alone.Don't make mistakesOr poor decisionsAnd don't you dare fail Though if you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1778025/</link>
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			<title>A Vagabond True</title>
			<description>When it's love it's greatWhen it's not it's hateLike a great debateOr a war with fate.&amp;nbsp;Secrets hidden and forbiddenThoughts sin riddenHaunt me on the nights you leave earlyMidnight desires of friendly liarsRemind me of who I used to be.&amp;nbsp;I can..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1778020/</link>
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			<title>Disobedience</title>
			<description>I can't obey,The ways of life we live.It kills more than any war,Without a drop of my crimson blood.There's another animal within these decrepit bones,Begging for a freedom this world,She could never offer.Begs to feel your skin against mine:The blissfulness of life's sins.A desire to walk on unchar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1775114/</link>
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			<title>Lasting Love</title>
			<description>Lust or Love or Lasting Love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1772768/</link>
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			<title>Heroin Blossoms</title>
			<description>Standing hereHolding her beating heartShe offers it, a slight smileExtending her arm she offers her soul.A burden oft' heavy to shoulderDo you drop or hold?A line as thin as the needle in my armHeroin blossoms, colored explosionsThe portrait of our life togetherI step forward and receiveTogether we ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1768589/</link>
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			<title>An Infinite Meaning</title>
			<description>The Preacher man's voiceBoomed with the thunderThunder of the God's wrath.Rain trickled downSpring colored windows.Whips crackledThe congregation sighed and swayed.I dodge piercing looks,Judging my trail-worn clothes.Left quicker than Beelzebub himself,Tuned in to the prophets of the stereo.Offered ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1768579/</link>
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			<title>Woman, Love, or Hun</title>
			<description>These lines are but the liesI repeat to myselfWhenever you flutter across my mind.Re-writing the memories I have of you&amp;amp; the ways you treated me,Putting myself at blameFor each and every fightThroughout our darkest nights.The place you said I belong,For no woman can do man wrong.Now I sit, speak..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1747049/</link>
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			<title>Absent Answers</title>
			<description>We run and run to meet what end?A darkness and a&amp;nbsp; lightLoom before us all.Yet we pay no attention,Chance or Divine Prophecy?We assume a void or the safety of land.Conquered the sea of life,Now peace on uncharted Shores.Heaven above and Hell belowVices and versesChase my uneasy heart.My spirit's..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1745996/</link>
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			<title>Ear of an Angel</title>
			<description>Tried my first prompt based poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1745438/</link>
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			<title>If I'm Truly Lucky</title>
			<description>Father, don't you know&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This city life ain't the life for me.I need the sunshine through my hair&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acrylic on my skinSmoke in these lungs.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With the whistle of the windBlowing kisses at my bare, naked body.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Cool crysta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1735897/</link>
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			<title>Where Words Are Not Needed</title>
			<description>Liquor on my lips&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your scent on my breath.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Come on, babe,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We're nothing but young.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I've got terrible ideas&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SirMadHatter/1735877/</link>
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