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			<title>Wildflowers</title>
			<description>Even without the sanctuary of a garden, summer comes, and wildflowers bloom anew.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/3120717/</link>
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			<title>We Go On</title>
			<description>But we never learnWe look for painBut we never liveWe relishBut we never give upWe relentBut we never let goWe obsessBut we never stopAnd the pain keeps goingUntil there&amp;rsquo;s nothing else left.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1920225/</link>
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			<title>Moonlight</title>
			<description>One line story based on a picture I saw.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1915106/</link>
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			<title>The City Of Ruins</title>
			<description>She walks.Melted towers aboveAnd burning stone below.Her lungs scream in painHer feet cry in sorrow.But she knows she can't stopAnd her heart can't be borrowed.So she walks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1887123/</link>
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			<title>Anxiety</title>
			<description>This is one of the minutes that I experienced in the middle of the night. Sometimes I think I'm crazy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1872912/</link>
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			<title>Friends</title>
			<description>Can depression be a friend when no one else is there?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1867196/</link>
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			<title>Between A Dream</title>
			<description>This is the first poem I've ever written. I recently deleted a story with this same title because I found this and have now decided to post it. This is where my username and the phrase come from.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1865662/</link>
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			<title>Trapped</title>
			<description>A description of how it feels to be stuck in your mind.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1824910/</link>
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			<title>Nightmare</title>
			<description>I hate not using rhyme scheme so there's some parts with it and some without it. Who cares. I do not conform to the rules of humanity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1749598/</link>
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			<title>Crimson Petals</title>
			<description>Just another poem of a mixture between death and madness.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1749595/</link>
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			<title>Song Of A Dream</title>
			<description>I am very intrigued by the mind and its capabilities. You don't have to understand, for I myself do not yet know the possibility of my imagination...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1749591/</link>
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			<title>Scarlet Frost</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote last year and it helped me describe my feelings in words. This is not a self help poem. Please take notice that this poem may include some triggers for people who self harm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannahma12321/1749579/</link>
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