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			<title>..hurtful sayin'...</title>
			<description>people do say alot of hurtful thingslettin' alone those acts they be playin'needless like piercin' through every veinbegettin' all tricks while knowin' it stingslight be no more when be gone clarityblind to what at first exactly has beenfightin' anger, distress or even painfind not..</description>
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			<title>..the date palm...</title>
			<description>there at the feet of that mountain ye'll seea man carryin' two buckets towards a treehe's beggin', he struggles, he prays to Godoh Almighty give me the strength of a sodthat drought up there 'n' all those years i weardays of climbin', bringin' some water up there for this palm shal..</description>
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			<title>..under the elms / rememberin' my place...</title>
			<description>i lay on my back thinkin' at the starswhy i had to fight that many a warsi watch the birds as they are flyin' byalways have wished bein' able to flyi stay at pace wonderin' at the skywhy does the ego urge to satisfyi hear those leaves whisperin' in the windall the amount on the tre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1736722/</link>
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			<title>..the quintessential...</title>
			<description>i know at times i have lost my ways tooforgot 'bout efflorescences of truthdenied all of the good hidden withinfor my nature itself quite demurin'wherewithal we all do have times like thesewherein we fail to recognize beautiesto see life to be ever so comelywhen a heart feels only fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1727236/</link>
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			<title>..my lovin' Muse...</title>
			<description>there's no earthly muse but from God it isfor whatever is by the will of Hisall of beauty by His Divine demandis it not exactly how He has plannedthere are no deep oceans 'n' no high hillsfor all of my writings in all its skillswould come from none other than God alone'cause inspirat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1727070/</link>
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			<title>..don't be confused...</title>
			<description>don't be confused, God made me human firstas indeed God alone quenches my thirstver'ly i am, born 'n' by choice muslimi matter not thinkin', i'm but i amdo please continue whatever ye'll scamso i don't need anyone me to remindusin' only that by fightin' my kind'cause i alone to defea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1725621/</link>
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			<title>..love ev'ry day...</title>
			<description>now tell me what it is with this one dayupon which a wealthy world acts its playfor on the others we forget to paytrue affection in appropriate wayswhy is it only then we know to say&quot;i love ye&quot; ev'ryone now 'n' always..love always...&amp;#1593;&amp;#1585;&amp;#1601;&amp;#1575;&amp;#1606; &amp;#1576;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1725618/</link>
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			<title>..Elizabeth Squires...</title>
			<description>this poetess known as Elizabeth Squireswith ways of writin' by waves to admirethe one i read here caught my attentionmanagin' all styles of apprehensionsfor i love all of her works she gets pennedi say readin' her poems i find well spentby her learnin' beauties of Rosariansi dared at..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1721501/</link>
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			<title>..my beloved devil...</title>
			<description>from all of the demons i am fightin' i myself am the biggest one of them'cause out of all of those trials sent by Himnone of them as bein' as frightenin'that choice be upon me where to headin'tho roads are made able by only Himonto which desire shall i chase a whimwhen knowin' does m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1721257/</link>
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			<title>..writin' heart...</title>
			<description>don't ye all look up the skies as ye start to wonderaren't all of them writers up at night just to pondermight be out of many a thing bein' stumbled uponor like breezes of winds that are blowin' into mindtho most of those times feelings bein' put asunderby emotions as much as the rain, s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1720294/</link>
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			<title>..when eyes met...</title>
			<description>.she's always walked underneath that exact same skywhere later on their hearts met for the very first timehe never stopped believin' in the beauty of the moonfor the dance beneath shinin' lights to be theirs soonforever she wondered what those stars really meantby the unknown paths upon which their ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1718500/</link>
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			<title>..troubled child...</title>
			<description>say troubled child, how come ye're givin' upwhy would ye want to spill a life filled cupkeep hope in thyself 'n' those to achievethere is so much more why would ye ever stopoh perhaps ye'd think of it to relievetho would ye trust me if i'd say 'believe'remind the ocean's depths 'n' heights of skiesn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1716491/</link>
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			<title>..the unseen...</title>
			<description>although thy silence just deafens theemake it known that ye do matter to mefor yes indeed, i do have noticed yestrugglin' as ye're balancin' up the ledgetryin' so hard not to fall off the edgetho might it be penned thy words do speak loudas thy hidin' underneath lots of shroudsfor ye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1716105/</link>
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			<title>..thy love...</title>
			<description>oh my beloved how to ever be reachin'when thy beauties are beyond the sunfor truly the existence with you begunas thy love's the only worth beseechin''n' sweet be every word ye're preachin'as for thy wisdom ye did bestow uponthe ones praisin' ye, who at first shunbut still reject the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1715354/</link>
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			<title>..contemplatin'...</title>
			<description>ye know, nights have i spent contemplatin''bout all of those things life has to offer'n' why many man do have to sufferwithin circumstances aggravatin'while for years now have i been questionin'why on earth there is right 'n' why there's wrongalthough there are some weak some very stro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1714230/</link>
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			<title>..the beholder's eyes...</title>
			<description>i see beauty in all of existenceas ver'ly as nature's own persistencemagnificent flowers spread the meadows'n' bright colours lightin' up in the skiesnever hidden to the beholder's eyesi can see the sun shinin' through the rainas there is always somethin' good to gainfor life will ce..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1714073/</link>
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			<title>..saepe creat molles aspera spina roses...</title>
			<description>arcanum arcanarom, argumentum ad hominem animal disputans, dixi.., animal bipes implume cessante causa cessat et effectus, damnant quod non inteligunt audiatur et altera pars, hominus libenter quod volunt credunt multi famam, consientiam pauci verentur boni pastoris est tondere pecus, no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711869/</link>
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			<title>..this woman...</title>
			<description>there is this woman i knowtho she dealt a lot of tauntsafter her the demon hauntsdraggin' down into the lowmany people to her do owepleasin' anyone she wantstho her own need be flaunther struggles will not showthis woman i know my wifealways puttin' herself asideto her i say ..</description>
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			<title>..before that day...</title>
			<description>when there shall be no more lights to be seennor paths nor roads leadin' way to the unseenchaos be overtakin' as forever bedazzled keenfor we shall never know what truth may meantho we're not supposed to enjoy them hymnswe shall be taunted, haunted by those whimsthe demons scratchin' h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711867/</link>
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			<title>..talk say...</title>
			<description>are we that blind to seewhat is fake what realityare we as deaf as can bethat hearin' lacks sanitywhy do we talk too muchif the action should speakwhy do we think of suchif understandin' is weakhavin' no time, always busyto run after ourselves' madeleavin' all up the most eas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711864/</link>
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			<title>..metamorphosis...</title>
			<description>when butterflies spread their wingsthey don't go back into their cocoonbut just go out upto whatever flings'n' embrace the faith that to be soonhence the chrysalis already strewnfor time they do not let them wringtheir own future graciously drewninto skies of possibilities they'll si..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711862/</link>
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			<title>..memoirs...</title>
			<description>fireflies were flyin' as the crickets sang their songthe moon shun bright upon a sky heavenly strongthere was this sight a beautiful lake reflectin' starsupon melodious waves romantic lights of memoirsnot very long ago rather in some other time it waswhen livin' fairytales attainin' any ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711861/</link>
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			<title>..believe 'n' witness...</title>
			<description>From all of the blanks floatin' up in my mindBy knowledge indeed i am but as blindSo without it to prevail there is no understandin'For a word just mere a word when nothin' in the endin'Tho to believe 'n' witness firmly within my capabilitiesPlease would Ye make it oneof ib..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711860/</link>
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			<title>..when writin'...</title>
			<description>many a thing i have on my mindwhen writin' the moment decidesthe floatin' words there are to finddriven by main 'n' carried besidesa flowin' of all feelings expressedfor it the occassion itself providestho might it seem as dispossessedconsciousness to which it depends'n' to whate..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711859/</link>
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			<title>..chapter untold...</title>
			<description>an angel, like sent from above as if a saint guardin' people who seem out of place by never lettin' them down she cares 'n' shares for whoever is in pain even puttin' a smile upon their face by never allowin' them to frownas for her.. ..she truly crowns so now she met the rose, t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711855/</link>
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			<title>..oh you bringer of glad tides...</title>
			<description>oh you bringer of glad tidesHis most ultimate of pridesif all of creation couldn't liethey'd all be puttin' ye highoh you speaker of the truthHis all of messenger's roofif none of words could givethe worths of how ye'd liveoh you the defined exampleHis divine very own samplei..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711853/</link>
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			<title>..supposedly...</title>
			<description>for the better feed thy soulsbut do not take them as wholetho humanity seems hard to findreality not even crossin' mindslivin' dreams 'n' fake believeswhatever man thinks to achieverather preparin' their own demisethen be takin' their own advicepeople's assumptions hypocriticaly..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711851/</link>
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			<title>..babysteps...</title>
			<description>remain humble, 'cause i know enoughis what i always said, always pledged'cause in a world with pain 'n' so roughstill it's not all that's bad for bein' sadknow that even in those circumstances when things might seem out of controljust never give in to them evil avances'n' as always k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711850/</link>
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			<title>..boundaries...</title>
			<description>them scales be ones again sources of none but doubtshence we do sow the graintho force it to a lesser gainmore of those where'bouts will be puttin' it all in vainfor there shall be droughts when the moreover spoutsas hearts never forget painthose comin' out of mouths'n' as de..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711849/</link>
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			<title>..love unites...</title>
			<description>but when lovers unitethere's no day no night'n' when doves do flynothin' comes nearbythe sun, moon 'n' starall just eagerly ignitefor ever to be in sightshinin' bright 'n' afara rain creatin' bowscolours be for showsto see variaties lightgettin' rid the plightoh indeed,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711848/</link>
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			<title>..the dwellers...</title>
			<description>we the dwellers on this earthnot even aware of life's worththe kings 'n' queens of heartsdo not recognize the true artsjust bein' busy chasin' desiresno realisin' that once all retireswe the rulers of whatever likesblind to the Power that strikeswe to disobey His commandin'the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711847/</link>
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			<title>..my love...</title>
			<description>my blood, my air, my love 'n' only one i call my lifesent by God from abovethat is my very own wifethe very best of best everthis will be my only strivethat i'll 'ave to be very clever'cause if eternity's in returni am willin' to wait foreverso this'll happen on my turnthis..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711846/</link>
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			<title>..our nation...</title>
			<description>well as an excess to thoughtshell at a collective illusionadaptive moral obligationobjective plausible intuitionnorms deep-seated dispositionforms believe to self-justificationwho be regardless categoricaldo survive flourishin' hypotheticalleft aside the unpursuaded questionthe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711845/</link>
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			<title>..witness...</title>
			<description>fountains arise once ye'll sowto a faith as strong as truthfulmountains high 'n' rivers flowto walk alone the very fruitfulthere's no fast there's no slowto a shinin' light as beautifulwhere gardens are roses growto understand the one blissfulas there's no beauty that doesn't tes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711843/</link>
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			<title>..true essence...</title>
			<description>as two colours held by a single rosejust next to eachother 'n' right asidetho of no existence when not besidetogether as whole as beautiful aroseas water never mingles while frozenbut even if with Thy will not collidestho all oceans work only within tidesflowin' into whoever Ye have ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711842/</link>
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			<title>..understandin'...</title>
			<description>for to see with our heartsis found by understandin'visions of truth all withinas the center of all mindsconsiousness to be of partsneccessary as ever burnin'aswell a knowin' as a feelin'in the knowledge one findsthere is no other way but that wayin which treasures are to be fou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711840/</link>
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			<title>..abide...</title>
			<description>the fools who think hell has firechasin' none but earthly desiresthey themselves worth that lightmakin' their own flames to ignitei myself have but too many a fightbusyin' my 'self' to all in my mightwhy not make knowledge our prior wishin' understandin' to get highernow this my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711837/</link>
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			<title>..writin'...</title>
			<description>as i do not rhyme in metrics any morei do not care as i used to write jambesall i want is just to express the wordsin ways by tellin' ye how i exactly feelwaves might be there aswell a melodytho to ponder upon ye'll have to dive inthe stanzas may seem made purposelyif love is the dri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Irvan/1711765/</link>
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			<title>..lawful magic...</title>
			<description>i am not a scholar no man of knowledgei am just that stutterin' guy on the ledgerules i do not care 'bout nor do i sorrowthey won't apply on me for i do not knowmy days do not differ not from any nightit is 'cause i do not narrow down my sighti might be the craziest wicked 'ol wizard..</description>
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