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			<title>Stained Glass</title>
			<description>I see Tiffany stained glass refracting the light through its beautiful colors and shapes.The timeless and unique piece is kept safe behind bullet proof glass for many to see.Slowly I walk around admiring it.&amp;nbsp;Each new shard I discover in the framework makes it more beautiful.&amp;nbsp;The way each f..</description>
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			<title>Soaking in vinegar</title>
			<description>Just some thoughts.</description>
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			<title>Fragility </title>
			<description>Ive spent what feels like days on this house of cards.Youve come along with glue for the edges.It makes my project sturdy but i feel like I've cheated.I feel like I've short changed my sense of accomplishment. Here comes the swift wind to knock it down. I see you there holding the fan.Wh..</description>
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			<title>Just some thoughts this time</title>
			<description>I've been watching you suffer in this ocean and you're the one drowning.I hear you scream for help and I try to get to you from the beach.&amp;nbsp;The tide rolls in and I try to understand how you got there.&amp;nbsp;Each wave crashing into your face and muffling your screams as we all move in on you.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<title>Skull Prison</title>
			<description>Peering out into the crowd and those companions around him, he can see and hear what they say, processing it without hesitation while thoughts of morose memories and condemned futures flow over their laughter and misguided attempts at escape.He knows that he can't leave.&amp;nbsp;His prison is his own m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HareRama/1838137/</link>
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			<title>Shattered</title>
			<description>The bearded man sits up on his daunting pillar of earth above the sky overlooking us all.He stands commanding his archers at the ready to rain their piercing black projectiles at those that walk the land.I'm here taking shelter with my closest companion watching the death and pain fall around us.I a..</description>
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			<title>To Keep Others Warm</title>
			<description>I'm more curious to see what others think of this than spell it out. </description>
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