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			<title>Black child</title>
			<description>These words are written for me and my fellow black race. We are more that we think we are; we are more than what they think we are.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrSoetry/1833301/</link>
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			<title>Dear you</title>
			<description>Anti-rape</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrSoetry/1772946/</link>
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			<title>Juliet</title>
			<description>Her name is Juliet,Respect is her Romeo,If personality had a secretHer pass through my gates would be my presence on the patio.It would be called spring,As a flower's petal pass my gates.Dancing to the wind's directioned blowswith the birds' humming, pleasing.Itenarary elegant wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrSoetry/1761081/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>U propably wix dt our paths never crossed, now I am at the T-junction looking for forgiveness.Sorry for being an insensitive being hu had an addiction, leaving u to find myself nd to get  healed.I know u saw me as the sweet honey which turned to be fairy tales as you went to the beehive, sweet y..</description>
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			<title>Karabo</title>
			<description>When dawn breaks it takes away the gloom restoring hope for a great future lying in a day just in its infancy. As everything comes alive the nocturnal rush to hide and rest for the day, for theirs is a night job, in daytime they are nothing but prey.Not every child looks forward to a school da..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrSoetry/1706177/</link>
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			<title>Attended Expressions</title>
			<description>They gazeLike we are greener pasturesAnd they are grazers.Self silenced friends and foes as I stand with words to propose.Understanding why lines are called bars,For listeners are almost motionlessAs listeners are behind our bars.Listening to what we say is a piece,Yet full of line..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrSoetry/1701683/</link>
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			<title>Devil in a dress</title>
			<description>Brought forth by pulchritudious admirations of lure.Introduced by a killer smile realised to be a literal spirit killer.Face of a doll, nothing sore, nothing torn.A still package of beauty,Which preys on idling eyes.Never being easy untill you've had a few tries,Untill you realise how be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrSoetry/1699708/</link>
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			<title>Unsettling Revelation</title>
			<description>Unsettling RevelationA runaway daddy is what I knew you by.Not even a bye to mommyor even a hi the moment the water broke.Hearts did break!You hurt enough people to cry you a lake.I guess mommy wasn't sweet enough for youas you ran after sweet 16s.You knew that you brought li..</description>
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