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			<title>let's hate everyone together</title>
			<description>I hate this poem now, but it meant something when I wrote it...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1715609/</link>
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			<title>On the Valley of Worth</title>
			<description>The doctor's will sit inside ofThe glass walls. With woodenTables and hidden secrets, theyHold their selves from knowing moreThan paid wages.And deep outside sits prettyRings of smoke and lost soulsUpon swinging benches that stillCry for wings and a hope forThose written page..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1715606/</link>
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			<title>New Infection</title>
			<description>Where we stand might as well be alien territory&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it just doesn't feel right but we're here anyway,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; f*****g the crazy out of the world and passing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; on better genes missed out by another year's abortion.Our thirst changes with the s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1715595/</link>
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			<title>So do my Favors and the Essence of Bergamot</title>
			<description>I sensed the taste of suicide from yourbreathAs you began to retreat into yourdearest leaf.You were too happy to be alive,Too numb to understand.Your velvet lips,And the spread of a sweetened peach,Your soggy fleshAnd the pouring of sour milk,I felt your smile,Pierced b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714948/</link>
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			<title>Study me, Psychoanalytically</title>
			<description>Rape my mind once moreHere in the forest,For tomorrow they will comeAnd take us back to the city.Until then...I refuse to believeThe twitching surrealityLeft behind in your warped box;The uncompromising creaturesIn your hand you tried to feed me;The foolish barberWho failed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714931/</link>
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			<title>Tobacco twisted reveries</title>
			<description>Tobacco twisted reveriesBefriend that of the isolated night,And with the stained tasteCharring the shadows aboundWe dance round and round and around.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714840/</link>
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			<title>Murder Reveals Your Neighbors</title>
			<description>Somewhere, somehow, something, someone,Isn't telling the truth.Unraveling certain words on the page from the palate of the tongueDoesn't get us closer to finding the killerBut it's a start. Mr. Livman thinks the forwarding addresses are all wrong andYour Portuguese is elementary at best.Your persona..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714833/</link>
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			<title>Where's the poetry (part 1)</title>
			<description>Where's the poetry filled with adventure?The kind that cries lust and screams pain.The kind that tears open the skies and let's the demons downSo we can see we didn't have it so bad after all. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714808/</link>
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			<title>See ya in space</title>
			<description>Always played for stars, Hearts, every thing that listened. And when they didn't mind what you were They didn't feel the way the world swore And that's when everything got the glitter; Comet, coming to take you home. Achy with a chance of orange, Tired with a chance for courage, You always knew to r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714275/</link>
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			<title>Behold!</title>
			<description>the tragedy of life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714265/</link>
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			<title>Grandma</title>
			<description>6word story contest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714262/</link>
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			<title>The Leopard of Sadhu</title>
			<description>Disgust in lust</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aghoripoet/1714259/</link>
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