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		<description>The original writings of author Luuucy</description>
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			<title>My lady, she crows like a rooster</title>
			<description>Just having fun with limericks</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2801843/</link>
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			<title>Ant God</title>
			<description>Inspired by a scene from Malcolm in the middle
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_p6WI4V8N8&amp;t=1s</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2801842/</link>
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			<title>Beasts</title>
			<description>There is room for laughterThere is room for playThere is a room for sadnessBut it is locked away&amp;nbsp;Don&amp;rsquo;t let them see your weaknessDon&amp;rsquo;t let them see your shameTears are violent ugly beastsThat you must try to tame&amp;nbsp;If you want to cryOr if you want to shoutJust shut the door behin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2801594/</link>
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			<title>Cry</title>
			<description>She plugs her ears to the baby&amp;rsquo;s cryShe hollers for him to stopThe baby hears his mother&amp;rsquo;s voiceAnd cries &amp;rsquo;til the sun comes up&amp;nbsp;She cries to herself in her empty roomBecause she is all aloneHer baby cries, he&amp;rsquo;s lonely tooAnd she is all he knows&amp;nbsp;Then, she opens up he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2801515/</link>
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			<title>Bruises</title>
			<description>Bruises are beautifulI like to watch them changeBut bruises are a memoryThat won&amp;rsquo;t so quickly fade&amp;nbsp;The technicolor splotchesOf red blue purple greenTransform before my very eyesMy blood battles beneath&amp;nbsp;My body fights your punchesWith everything it&amp;rsquo;s gotBut I stand still and stu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2801253/</link>
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			<title>I scream at dead people</title>
			<description>I scream at dead peopleThat I don&amp;rsquo;t even knowI go to their wakes&amp;nbsp;Saunter in real slowI usually wear blackAs is traditional&amp;nbsp;But I break that tradition&amp;nbsp;With a blood curdling bellowAs you might guessThey now want me outThey curse me and shoutFurious faces surroundI take my cueDon&amp;r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2772712/</link>
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			<title>Truths</title>
			<description>Sweeping silence stifles meMouth-muffled memoriesBarricade the ones who speakCast in shadows deep beneath.The warning whispers beckon meListen close and I will seeI&amp;rsquo;m not what I seem to be.I mustn&amp;rsquo;t let these things be free.I stare within, eyes wide and scaredClouds tinted rose disappear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2772644/</link>
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			<title>Trapped Within</title>
			<description>I am trapped within myselfIn my head&amp;rsquo;s perpetual cave&amp;nbsp;Trapped by what&amp;rsquo;s familiar&amp;nbsp;The things that comfort meThere is so much in the worldThat I wish to know and seeBut I&amp;rsquo;m here stuck with myselfThe one who&amp;rsquo;s stopping meI&amp;rsquo;ve watched myselfOut of bodyDoing such c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2766886/</link>
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			<title>Haircut</title>
			<description>Based on a dream I had where I saw the perspective of two people, a boy and a girl, who experience a very different change in themselves after they get haircuts. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/2116691/</link>
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			<title>The day I died</title>
			<description>Poem based off of the time I died in a dream. After I was dead, I could see all my loved ones grieving for me and I thought of all my regrets.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1885991/</link>
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			<title>Pieces</title>
			<description>self-reflection</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1822458/</link>
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			<title>climb to the ground</title>
			<description>I wrote this 3 years ago... I still like the message but it could definitely use some improvement</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1745981/</link>
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			<title>a breath of zest</title>
			<description>a very short story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1745675/</link>
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			<title>Snail</title>
			<description>I wrote this 4 years ago, found it sifting though old stuff</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1745647/</link>
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			<title>Streets of Winter</title>
			<description>short poem about being trapped and overlooked... imagine homeless people in winter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1742364/</link>
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			<title>Two-Faced Habits</title>
			<description>Habits that seem good, but have a negative side as well</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1739690/</link>
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			<title>Habits</title>
			<description>a short poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1738260/</link>
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			<title>My Castle Walls</title>
			<description>About my own personal struggle with letting people in emotionally</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1737524/</link>
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			<title>You are the only you</title>
			<description>Sittingbarefoot on my rooftopAsI watch you walk byNolingerings of doubt left Frommore critical eyesYousmile more broadly Youtreat life more fondlyAsyou sit and you ponderThetwo yous you defy&amp;nbsp;Sittingby your win..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1735536/</link>
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			<title>Trapped Nomad</title>
			<description>I wrote this after seeing a homeless woman sitting in the park with a bright yellow bird sitting on top of its cage</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1734721/</link>
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			<title>Bleeding Out Loud</title>
			<description>Based off a dream--with a hidden meaning I am still trying to fully understand</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1734480/</link>
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			<title>Cold</title>
			<description>I wrote this to get over the guilt I felt after breaking up with someone. Most of the imagery is from a dream I had while I was with him...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Luuucy/1734426/</link>
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