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			<title>The Woman</title>
			<description>Creating an army to destroyThinking that he is just a toy,To bend and hold as you pleaseAnd toss away like a disease.&amp;nbsp;He is more than what you thinkHis heart of dreams and goldIs Her missing link,&amp;nbsp;But as their future is foretoldYou, a jealous woman, takes control. Striking a match that lit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/811359/</link>
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			<title>Secret Escape</title>
			<description>Bright, warm, golden sun can change to pure black clouds within a nanosecond. Here it never matters what the time of day is, this secret escape will never fail. There are no walls to keep me confined in a playpen; it&amp;rsquo;s a never ending open space like a field in the prairie. Mainly I wander into..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/686200/</link>
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			<title>Lynn and Ms. B</title>
			<description>Her dark brown eyes stare deeply out the frost covered window. Mesmorized by the dancing snowflakes twirling down from the white sky. One by one she watched in slow motion as they tap the ground.&amp;nbsp;Shes waiting for her dad to come home. Everyday it appears he arrives later and later to the co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/682419/</link>
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			<title>Freedom</title>
			<description>Into a prison otherwise known as realityI desperately await my escape.&amp;nbsp;One day I'll be set freeof these binding walls and faceless guards.&amp;nbsp;Close my eyes.Dream of a land heavenly&amp;nbsp;and reality free.&amp;nbsp;Opened eyessee nothing but dark cold walls.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/653021/</link>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>The sparkle of care in your eyes,the whole-hearted tone of your voice.The ease of pace your speech was given thathinted toward experience.&amp;nbsp;Not believing in undeserving chancesyet taking them anyway,Maybe somehow convinced things can change.&amp;nbsp;The sparkle of care became gloo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/647883/</link>
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			<title>Method to Maddness</title>
			<description>Everyones given upand I don't blame them.How could I?When I build walls around myself.Not letting anyone inside is what I do best.Putting on&amp;nbsp;a mask for the world to see.&amp;nbsp;In the rare chance my guard is let downI beg of you not to crush me.Because I've seen the other side,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/637863/</link>
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			<title>Missing You</title>
			<description>I stare blankly at your picture unaware of how I should feel.Rage, anger, saddness, devestation, abandonment?Knowing that things were going to be taken way out of&amp;nbsp;hand; I shouldn't have said anything.Maybe then it wouldn't have turned out like this.&amp;nbsp;I need you here, but instead y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/636791/</link>
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			<title>Tick, tock.</title>
			<description>Disaster awaits me as I listen to the clock.Tick ,tock, tick, tock.A constant reminder that time will never stop.Tick, tock, tick, tock.In a&amp;nbsp;silent room I hear my heart as if it was insync with the clock.Tick, thump, tock, thump. Anxeity is getting to me. Tick, tock, thump, thump...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/636367/</link>
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			<title>Some Things</title>
			<description>Some thoughts and feelings are better left unsaid. Hidden away for no one to see.&amp;nbsp;Some risks are better off not taken. Left behind and forgotten.&amp;nbsp;Second chances are not for everyone. Some things will never change.People&amp;nbsp;only hurt us in the end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/635912/</link>
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			<title>A Lovely Revenge</title>
			<description>I'd give anything to see you smile.Your smile is evil, for it holds lies within.To listen to your voice I'd trade the world.The voice of a cold-hearted person.I'd drive miles to see you.You're holding a knife.To feel your arms around me I'd give everything.You have meaningless hugs, and a plan for r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/635541/</link>
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			<title>Competition</title>
			<description>Her world crashes around her with just the idea of failure.Anything less than a respectable success is unacceptable in her eyes. She wants nothing more than to be the best. She has a competitive drive within her, some days its the only thing keeping her together.&amp;nbsp;On others, it gets the be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/635409/</link>
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			<title>Gone Beyond Saving</title>
			<description>Eyes as clear as glass and a heart as cold as stone.&amp;nbsp;How could you ever expect to be loved? You're too far gone for a girl with good intentions to save.&amp;nbsp;Perhaps one day someone will be strong enough to be your savior. To lift you out of the hole you've been in. &amp;nbsp;For a gi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/babygrace02/635395/</link>
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			<title>Trusting Actions.</title>
			<description>All too trusting actions mislead the innocent.Misguided and unprotected they take the path of a road before them with unexpected outcomes lurking before every corner.They're unwilling to accept maybe they were mistaken, so they continue on&amp;nbsp;a horrid path of hope. Is this another obstacle i..</description>
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