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			<title>black vs white vs gay vs police vs religion vs us</title>
			<description>How to possibly choose between X and Z First, send a prayer to the powers that be.But don't you dare say whom you pray to Or the world may think you are in the  wrong too!Then ponder on which side has more fever, Which side has more to say. Which side is relevant today. Which side is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1804118/</link>
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			<title>unfinished </title>
			<description>I'm obsessed with finding the good in everyone. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1779010/</link>
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			<title>lunatic </title>
			<description>There,is the borderline between genius and plain crazy. I tip tip toe gently past it. Kick at it with weathered shoes. Laugh at the futility. The ones who reach this place, never look down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1778504/</link>
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			<title>if I marry art. </title>
			<description>I don't know if I still love youThese days we just sit at Stare at each other Most times I ask myself why I even bother. Screaming at you full of emotion, begging through tears of fear. Please. Please, please talk to me. &quot;Five years ago, I chose you &quot;I whisper, &quot;but these days when I t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1778491/</link>
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			<title>the great pretender </title>
			<description>To my sister.I know your secret. Your feet do not tread lightly </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1777641/</link>
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			<title>A STRANGE DAY OUT</title>
			<description>From the highway one can barely make out the heart of the forest. It&amp;rsquo;s swallowed up by the beautiful dark trees that seem to protect their secret. Our secret. It&amp;rsquo;s a cottage mauled by consistently vicious winters, still standing strong. Sitting as if cowering from the moons icy stare, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1777082/</link>
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			<title>youth </title>
			<description>Canterbury Cracked as the windows were, the sun never ENTERED.shadows wove through  funiture like  beams of light, with crazed fever.BUT they ignored the theft of our future.As they lit another one. Angels sing of innocence, lost in ignorance, But the DEVIL knew better.See.We KNO..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1776986/</link>
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			<title>ghosts </title>
			<description>On a friends suicide </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1776981/</link>
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			<title>kya</title>
			<description>KYARemember when youd do the work for me Research all this stuff, map it out for me. I thought that's the kind of person you were Thoughtful and oh so ahead of the curve. Apparently those were the kind of things you did. Just to impress me. Me!  Ha Ive forgotten every little thing you wo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V_nashe/1776976/</link>
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			<title>an introduction to catching up</title>
			<description>The latest I've written </description>
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