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			<title>The Others </title>
			<description>This is your typical &quot;Us &amp; Them&quot; poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/1194594/</link>
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			<title>Now Trending</title>
			<description>How i wish some of these words were trending right now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/1194591/</link>
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			<title>The Playwright </title>
			<description>The man in this poem devoted his entire life to his passion. He gained quite a bit of notoriety with every play he wrote, but neglected many personal relationships in the process.. I hope you enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/1194588/</link>
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			<title>Our Soul Proclamation </title>
			<description>Just a short poem i wrote</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/807676/</link>
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			<title>Baptism by Lead </title>
			<description>This poem is about a World War II veteran telling his family of the horrors he has seen on the front lines of western Europe. From the Spring of 1942 to the Winter of 1945 when he is sent home.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/703193/</link>
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			<title>Lover's Confession</title>
			<description>I seem to always want what i cannot have..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/690473/</link>
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			<title>X</title>
			<description>&quot;Our objective is complete freedom, justice and equality by any means necessary.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/682023/</link>
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			<title>Ghost of a Lion </title>
			<description>R.I.P Dr Martin Luther King jr </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/679115/</link>
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			<title>The White Rose </title>
			<description>This is the final installment in my series of poems. This one brings back allot of painful memories. I remember getting up one morning and receiving an email saying &quot;We need to talk&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/671305/</link>
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			<title>The Pink Magnolia</title>
			<description>In this poem, i talk about the anguish i dealt with sitting at home waiting for just one phone call from her while she was out drinking and partying. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/661777/</link>
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			<title>The Red Oleander </title>
			<description>A year later she went through her &quot;Red Oleander stage&quot; becoming very sexual, and very demanding. We argued almost every day over the smallest most trivial things.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/661775/</link>
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			<title>The Blue Lotus </title>
			<description>My ex girlfriend had 4 different stages she went through during our relationship. I like to call them The Blue Lotus, The Red Oleander, The Pink Magnolia and The White Rose. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/V-C-L/661773/</link>
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