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			<title>for me</title>
			<description>my friend posted a vid on her facebook; this poem was inspired by this song;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgGUKWiw7Wk&amp;feature=player_embedded</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mohawk-man/663768/</link>
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			<title>she's the one</title>
			<description>she saved meand gave meback to meshe&amp;rsquo;s the one	she was the light through my darknessso i could seethat all hope wasn&amp;rsquo;t lostand that &amp;ldquo;we&amp;rdquo; could &amp;ldquo;be&amp;rdquo;she&amp;rsquo;s the one	she was the peace in my mindwhen all i could findwas the anger i thoughti had left be..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mohawk-man/651228/</link>
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			<title>to whom it may concern: thank you!</title>
			<description>i am notoriously glum during the &amp;ldquo;holiday season&amp;rdquo;;this year i decided to take stock in the things i&amp;rsquo;ve got, instead of the things i don&amp;rsquo;t; and be happy for the next month or so.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mohawk-man/638715/</link>
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			<title>Recovery part 2</title>
			<description>written late Feb 2000; this piece was an epiphany to me; and completely changed my outlook on myself and my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mohawk-man/636951/</link>
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			<title>Me, Myself, and I</title>
			<description>the inner turmoil, the constant fightssometimes &amp;ldquo;myself&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;i&amp;rdquo;won&amp;rsquo;t let &amp;ldquo;me&amp;rdquo; sleep at nightfor decades it seems i&amp;rsquo;ve tried to quellthe demons insidethat created the hellthat was my life &amp;lsquo;till not long agobut slowly i&amp;rsquo;m winningi think i ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mohawk-man/636938/</link>
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