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			<title>Destiny</title>
			<description>Could it be?That within love we find such a tumultuous sea?Such a bearing in life, be it notJust a sliver of light?An intermingling cold, the freezingOf such tired old bones?Of strife and vengeance,Dark,And light?A weary sailor swimming frantic,Mad with overburdened delight a..</description>
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			<title>Click, click</title>
			<description>You only wish to argue politics and prostitutesThe difference between cocaine and opiates.I saw you laying in the middle of the road,Laughing, laughing and crying and insulting the vast corporate ties.You fought a battle that's never been won,Every morning facing down your gun.Click, c..</description>
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			<title>Spy In The Sky</title>
			<description>Hidden in the streetlightsThe invisible government lieUnder observationThe streets are full of eyesIt's silent distributionThe spy is in the sky.Careful observation, Sensing desperationThe clock strikes nineNow's the time.They're playing in his mindThe spy is in the skyThe ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/632697/</link>
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			<title>Not Enough, It's Just Enough (Revitalized)</title>
			<description>Kneel down,Kiss the ground you dream upon.Rain clouds breathing,Drumming down, your hearts true rhythm.A voice calls out twice,Shining lights in the dark.An absence of foresight,You dream life, what is twilight?You can't fix me,I was never broken.I may not know it yet,But I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/632694/</link>
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			<title>Burning Dreams</title>
			<description>You lifted me up From within my cradle of ignorance,My bed of pity and sorrow,In a pool of blood and snow.You picked me upWith an all knowing smile,And proceeded to polish me,To refine and perfect meUsing only a shirt covered inThe blood of the sane.Oh baby, won't you please,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/632244/</link>
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			<title>Chemical Slip</title>
			<description>There's an image in my mellow mind,It looks just like Jesus juggled time,There's a woman singing screams of terror,There's a couple getting horny for the dark.Was I too young to see through happy lies? By the bar last night, seeminglyThe chemical slipped so innocently.You took a sip ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/632082/</link>
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			<title>How To Break A Heart</title>
			<description>That is not difficultanyone could do it      so could you        if you tried.Just find a lightAnd switch it on    As easy as        Blinking.That's what I wasTaught when I was    Too young        To ask.Slowly drippingBlack weeds pulling    At my        Ten..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/632075/</link>
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			<title>In The Night</title>
			<description>Neon signs illuminate  Quiet discomfort, Of a more subtle and passive Ferocity.  The constant passing people hide Self identity from,  The iron willed giant of a Ringleader. We lose track of identity in the Ebb and flow of, Irrational and unnatural tides of  Existence. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/632072/</link>
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			<title>A Crowded Canvas</title>
			<description>Consider white sunlight, And the idiocy of time.Someone shot the man in the back Someone shot our chastity.  A wooden stake in a bloody pool The wound of heart. Of midnight propositionSomeone shot the man in the back Someone shot our chastity.All our desires melted down Sulki..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheSoftParade/631968/</link>
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			<title>Your Sunday Disguise</title>
			<description>Sexual tension,Say what, they would rather not mention.Idle engines,they purr, with sloppy precision.Wasted effort,Toss it in the river.The plane is just now boarding.Watch, the passengers are learning.The chance of survival,Through the scope of fates rifle.Whistling bullets,..</description>
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