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			<title>Walking On Waters</title>
			<description>The tempest hauls me at the seaonto roaring waters.I fight for life.I stand until my legs burn,until my body collapses,until I die andI see the treacherous abyss below.It waits patientlywith its jaws wide open,ready to swallow me whole.The waters churnsurrounding my very soul.Feeling like this could..</description>
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			<title>Friends</title>
			<description>The world is full of people,Of many sorts and many kinds,But everyone keeps moving,And sure enough they find,A certain person, a special someone,And soon enough it's penned:A new friendship is locked.So what is a friend?A friend is a person,Who is honest and open,A haven of realism,Where only truths..</description>
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			<title>Refresh</title>
			<description>The mystery of your mind is intoxicating,The urge I have to look through your eyes,As telescopes to your suffering, to your confusion,It's addicting.You know better than anyone,That this is the thing,I want more than anything.More than being entitled,More than proving the world wrong.I want to stay ..</description>
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			<title>The Why's of Life</title>
			<description>The world seems to be crumbling,Into tiny bits,They are tiny pieces of a puzzle,That just do not fit.And who are they? And who am I?The mystery of life.Are we here to breathe a few breaths,Or are we here just to die?Why is there pain?Maybe...is it because,Our purpose is to be..</description>
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			<title>The Truth of Us</title>
			<description>The truth.It is a curse.You say you don't know why the fire is there,Burning you to ashes,In your ribs,In their cages.You say you don't know why we have gone so far,Together,Holding hands,Side by side.You say you want me to speak the truth.Tell you why the devil is rejoicing on his throne of thorns,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fifteen/1702585/</link>
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			<title>Flame</title>
			<description>Love.Now I understand,That it is the most powerful force,On Earth.It is an idea,A person,A desire.She is my love,My idea,My person,My strongest desire.She is,my whole world.Every thought,Every word,Every breath,Is hers.I,Am hers.She is,Both day and night.She is,Both darkness and light.She is,My flam..</description>
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			<title>Addiction</title>
			<description>Truly there is no simple way,To explain why I'd pay the price I pay,For every minute, second, moment,For the feeling of it,For the,Danger,Pleasure,Glory of it.When I surrender myself,To it's powerful hand,Indulge,In it's sin,I become one with it.I am branded,With a seal of might.&amp;nbsp;Chained,With c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fifteen/1702571/</link>
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			<title>Glass Window</title>
			<description>Feel my pain,Every instant, every moment,Every second,When it rains.Witness my fear,When thunder rolls in,When winds howl and lightning cracks,When there is no light of day.I shiver.I shake.But I will stay strong,And strong I shall stay.So go ahead.Lean on me.Breathe on me.Shatter me,Into a million ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Fifteen/1702565/</link>
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			<title>The Lost</title>
			<description>Lifeless, cursed rose petals,Strewn by my bare feet,Stem's thorns that I clench,Flesh that starts to bleed.Darkness like a fog,I fight, I suffocate,A cringeworthy scream,It is over, I am late.Thrashing winds inside my head,In agony I turn,I run through my tears,Leave the corpse inside to burn.Smoke ..</description>
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