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		<description>The original writings of author Mello</description>
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			<title>ode to comfort</title>
			<description>That day oh that wondrous day. The day i knew I was uncomfortable with who I was, oh that day was the day I was the most comfortable with who I am. Comfort was lost as I flee to escape the truth. And was found back when I returned. It never did leave me, it also didn't chase me, it knew I was the on..</description>
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			<title>hope Pt.I</title>
			<description>Satisfy your resumeSo in the final hourYou won't look back and see a cowardI hope the only taste left is sweet and you cannot see the sourI hope you were nothing to othersI hope you were seen empty as a bottled waterI hope you were a seasoned reaperI hope you brought joy wh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mellowed/1701129/</link>
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			<title>Remember</title>
			<description>Remember when it was deep rootedThe comfortable silences of the prismsWhen butterflies filled the sacralsThat time when gods were allegiant of the goddess When compassion didnt have to meet reciprocitiesWhen we did well without reasonsWhen we weren't afraid to smile despite t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mellowed/1700568/</link>
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			<title>those vocables</title>
			<description>Indeed I felt sickTalked too much s**tI felt my words getting weakTry to bond off of what bad had happened this weekHow she, he, they made me tickAin't that a sin, More like a sneak peakLet the sap confidant speakNow the 5th sense dense and peck Then I wake up just to repeatColle..</description>
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			<title>......</title>
			<description>           I'm turning to what hurt               to begin with                Insane isn't it                  Shame wasn't it                    Been Painful hasn't it                      Far from the truth weren't it</description>
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			<title>Maybe</title>
			<description>You know maybe I could be wrong Maybe.. see?all there is what your heart won't Only the minds port The history,That's on TV,And on the books of the almightyVideos of the williesThe a*s shots the phonies Cant lie though All of it seems untaught ya know?Like who would e..</description>
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			<title>Heavy Thoughts</title>
			<description>Riddle me the signsWhy it was in disguiseToo emotional to realizeCautious of the upheaval to demisedipping the dark lightsWas I meant for criticsOr hear words of a wiseUnsecured loans do last a whileWe was broken drove a mileAway from you and ITo find out what's insideInsecure ..</description>
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			<title>ONLY?</title>
			<description>Open your eyes To see which is whichYour heart to understandYou can get lost in a temporary light if u add a little bleachTrust up in intuitionOnly then consciousness is reachedOnly when foolishness is ditchedOnly when self knowledge is hitchedOnly when self talk is pitchedOnly whe..</description>
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