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			<title>Re: Selfish Thigns*</title>
			<description>Dear Best Friend,I don't know the things you are about to say. I'm terrified.&amp;nbsp;I always feel two steps behind.I'm telling myself she's just like this because she caresThat maybe she cares more than she lets on.That maybe she's cold only because if she weren't it'd be realand it'd hurtand it'd ch..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doisong/1744385/</link>
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			<title>Some wounds don't heal</title>
			<description>I'm sorry</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doisong/1732249/</link>
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			<title>all my friends are dead</title>
			<description>Dear old desecrated tombstone,Im sorry you're in such a dilapidated stateSomeone should've cameAnd prop youMaybe place some flowersTrim the grassBrush you off It's been a whileNo one cares Or remembersYou for what you wereI'm sure you were good and kindAnd that we would g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doisong/1729452/</link>
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			<title>Fb posts</title>
			<description>There's a place on Fifth where the sidewalk endsWhere the cars can't see you comingToday is a special day Today two things end at the end of FifthInstead of 1I startThe longestThe shortestWalk of my lifeThe lastOr so I thought In the end Strength gave way to weaknessO..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/doisong/1729391/</link>
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			<title>insufficient funds </title>
			<description>I can't singor play musicor draw&amp;nbsp;She sings&amp;nbsp;and plays musicand drawsIve loved no women&amp;nbsp;or read much poetryI never earned love that wasnt unconditionalShes loved many and is loved by moreShe reads and writes poetryI take one timid step...she wants a bold oneI feel unworthy..She doesnt n..</description>
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