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			<title>The Air Pressure Phenomenon </title>
			<description>Clouds form above, a sign of darker days to comeAir pressure fluctuates and so too does her moodA migraine formsHer head hits the pillowToday will go unalteredMy plans will still remain I am stronger than a change in the wind Across the room her lizard sits He scuttles in a frenz..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1891952/</link>
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			<title>Ramblings </title>
			<description>in words My mouth may open And muttered, nonsensical words may formA hundred different thoughts and emotions conveyed at one time A simple &quot;I care&quot; would sufficeBut sentimentality leads to gobbledegook Am I even making sense? Maybe a smile and a hug would be betterMaybe I should care..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1860560/</link>
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			<title>Ready Player 2</title>
			<description>You're an archerI'm a huntsman This land of riches we shall plunder Shiny's and collectibles Of this great big map of wonderIt's glitchedOh no What shall we do?RestartIt's overheating No, never mindContinue?So kind Your record I am beating There's somewhat of an adver..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1829160/</link>
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			<title>They don't like that </title>
			<description>Writing challenge 1
Words - flower, phenomena, fashionable, easier, possession, hallucination
Theme - madness </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1828723/</link>
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			<title>Bond</title>
			<description>An all too familiar weight has been lifted Light as a feather nowAnd gone are the tiny kicks and minuscule movementsYou lie in certain positions at nightOn your sideHe would have liked it like this He always didAt night you think and drive yourself mad The names you chose that ne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1828363/</link>
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			<title>Expectations/Reality</title>
			<description>A poem for people with absurdly high expectations </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1823892/</link>
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			<title>A familiar realisation </title>
			<description>A poem of false promises </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1823858/</link>
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			<title>But do you need it?</title>
			<description>A poem of bad habits </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1823072/</link>
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			<title>101 Things To Love About (Insert Name so you can copy and paste and pass it off as your own)</title>
			<description>A love poem as requested by a certain user</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1822199/</link>
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			<title>Perhaps the Monster was just Misunderstood, Perhaps he had a Heart of Gold</title>
			<description>A short horror poem </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1820583/</link>
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			<title>Red Door</title>
			<description>Their door has just been painted red. But now it won&amp;rsquo;t open. Ben and Jane find themselves placed under a form of house arrest, trapped inside their council flat till further notice. They don&amp;rsquo;t know wh</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1819611/</link>
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			<title>The Vocabulary of the Silent Type</title>
			<description>An introverts point of view</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1819464/</link>
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			<title>Distance</title>
			<description>A sappy poem for some b***h who makes me smile (it's not sexism if she takes joy in being called one)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AnthonyRowan/1798594/</link>
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