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			<title>Unsunk</title>
			<description>Daily battles fought with a shattered heart,Weary morning and a long, dreary night,&amp;nbsp;demands of her silence from her small part,Loudly spoken words with courage despite.&amp;nbsp;Endless rainstorms flood her beautiful mind.Trapped her in a fate, unable to escape.&amp;nbsp;Blackens the soul but her heart..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MahoganyM/1825925/</link>
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			<title>The Summer Before I Was Sixteen</title>
			<description>The sweet taste of bitter adrenalineboiling up through my fingertips pressed againsta summer-heat soaked steering wheel decoratedwith pink nails and a tight grip on potential.The pulsing beat of a 70&amp;rsquo;s rock song bouncesaround sweltering air faster than ideas in my w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MahoganyM/1825924/</link>
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			<title>Lights</title>
			<description>A dream is just a dream when truepassion remains locked up behind the steelbars constructed of social standards andunrealistic expectations placed before us in&amp;nbsp;attempt to shut out the lights that burn a littleto bright.In a world that finds comfort under its blanke..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MahoganyM/1825923/</link>
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