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			<title>The Musician </title>
			<description>The musician plays what's inside the heartNot merely what mechanics impart&amp;nbsp;To know the workings of the strings&amp;nbsp;Is simply knowledge the simple impartMusic is formed in the secret place&amp;nbsp;And bore in workings of earth's disgrace&amp;nbsp;For the musician does not love the things&amp;nbsp;But love..</description>
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			<title>Buried</title>
			<description>Rusty steel blade plunges into earth&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; grinding against stones and sticks&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Descending simply and easily enoughInto fresh and soft, moistened soil&amp;nbsp;Excruciating pain is inside birthed&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; from outside ways and emotions mixed&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; feelings unfold int..</description>
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			<title>Storms </title>
			<description>Mist of clouds&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hang as hair&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; light as air&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; flowing fair&amp;nbsp;And here enshrouds&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the brushing lips&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the desperate dips&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the passionate sipsOf love disallowed&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; winds reminisce&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; eyes glisten in mist&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Be You</title>
			<description>Instead of watching presentations Monday in core i decided to write. This is what I came up with. Sorry if it's not great, it was just a quick write.</description>
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			<title>Unknown</title>
			<description>This is a short story my friend Brittany wrote that I really like.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xKaylaRosex/628104/</link>
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			<title>Waiting To Blossom </title>
			<description>I had to write this for core last year.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/xKaylaRosex/628100/</link>
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			<title>Angels</title>
			<description>It's said there is a wondrous placeWhere all the angels dwellA place far beyond our visionA place where beauty fell.I've heard it said the angels flyThroughout this place all dayand if you stop and listenYou can hear the harps they play....I've never seen an angelI've never seen one flyBut I just kn..</description>
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