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		<description>The original writings of author Drama Child</description>
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			<title>Vulnerable</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1870261/</link>
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			<title>My Kinda' Poetry </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1870259/</link>
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			<title>Forever Gone</title>
			<description>FOREVER GONEI didn't recognize the sound coming from my own body as my mouth hung in oval shape. Tears hailed down my cheeks.Speak................... Speak!!What is this sound vibrating from my chest? What is this flood upon my face?Speak.......................... God d****t! Speak!My mind could onl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1849778/</link>
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			<title>Casper</title>
			<description>CasperGhost he be, popular name given.Not thee Casper,For he dreams amongst the living.Float obscure, frighten friend to foe.Kind eyes lie,He was friendly though.Approach him yet to back away.Cut some slack; NO! Comrade stay.Throw white sheets, with berry stain,Thee society expected day.Feeling not,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1840272/</link>
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			<title>My Darkest Sire</title>
			<description>My Darkest Sire&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ll paint the scenario, etch it to memoryOf the spooky, ill-faced mask before me.He boasted wickedwith his tongue, sang in all canarycages.Cast over me carnivalof spiders, his master prank in all it's stages.I clutchtight my swollen hea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1839457/</link>
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			<title>Oldest of Man</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Oldest of ManWrinkled layers, upon the wisestExtremistof memories, mightiest incrisis.Repetition in blessings, but skate Ethical to ice lessons.Yet, preach too tender, to only grow more aggressive.Age, how it lies, with swift evacuation.Harpoon theangel, dance with de..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1839451/</link>
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			<title>Hallows Eve</title>
			<description>Hallows Eve&amp;nbsp;Crimson colors, deadfall mindScarecrow chilling, eerytime.Bats fly, shrill in thoughtDeath brings silence, coffin bought.Ore&amp;rsquo; Hallows eve, carve jack-o-lanternLollipop, gumdrops, sugarbanter.Tis' all a trick, masquerade the eyes.So..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1838330/</link>
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			<title>Forgotten</title>
			<description>Forgotten&amp;nbsp;I haven&amp;rsquo;t forgotten that you hurt meI just won&amp;rsquo;t keep talking about it with youBut you just keep talking to meCause talking is what you do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I haven&amp;rsquo;t forgotten what you saidBut I&amp;rsquo;m learning to forget about you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1838096/</link>
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			<title>UnFair</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;UnfairYou loved me so hard, creating the greatest pain I everknew.I didn&amp;rsquo;t know what love was until I came upon you.It was never there, so I never missed it, the feeling wasnew.And it threw back, the unstoppable, my anger grew.It wasn&amp;rsquo;t meant for you, but for you I serv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1838092/</link>
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			<title>Fall (Simple Haiku)</title>
			<description>FALLSniffle, Sniff of FallChill ragweed, tickled pollen.Ahh, Ahh, Ahhh.... HAikuuuuu!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1836592/</link>
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			<title>Generations</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Generations&amp;nbsp;A rainbow filled with colorsCauses no negativity.Put it on a humanAnd it causes anarchy.&amp;nbsp;But a color is not a thoughtIt&amp;rsquo;s not a living, breathing being.Are you reacting off of feeling,Or only what you&amp;rsquo;re se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833612/</link>
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			<title>Loving You</title>
			<description>Loving You&amp;nbsp;I hold my heart for you my dear.For sunny skies, clouds, or clear.&amp;nbsp;I smile even in sadness,For you&amp;rsquo;re so kind.Just to make you happy,Because you are mine.&amp;nbsp;I await to see you,The joyous part of day!Lonely with..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833611/</link>
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			<title>Love Her More</title>
			<description>Love Her More&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ll give to herThatFor meYou couldn't.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ll be to herFor meThatYou wouldn't.&amp;nbsp;I won&amp;rsquo;t do to herThatTo meYou shouldn&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m going to love her more.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833412/</link>
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			<title>Child</title>
			<description>Child&amp;nbsp;Lying aloneIn a small dark cornerA small child slept.No need for hunger, starving for loveAnd to sleep the child wept.No family to guide him.No hope for his dreams.Little money he could bare.The knowledge of he, of strong burning hate,Wi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833409/</link>
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			<title>Searching For Peace</title>
			<description>Searching for Peace&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;d give all I can not to worry,To not give stress a soundBut round the mind&amp;rsquo;s rigged edgeMy thoughts jump from the ledge.&amp;nbsp;My conscience knows no bound.Dreaming of oceans and waters deep.Within the corals and the reef,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833283/</link>
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			<title>I'm Tired</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m Tired&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m tired, but not the sleep forever tired.It&amp;rsquo;s the tired you feel in your thoughts.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;rsquo;s the tired that overshadows your days.  It&amp;rsquo;s the kind of tired that cripples you  In both physical and mental ways.&amp;nbsp;  I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833236/</link>
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			<title>Drama</title>
			<description>DramaI am made of a million pieces.   Don&amp;rsquo;t try to mold and or shape me,&amp;nbsp;   For I am meant to tear apart.   You cannot mold me and or shape me&amp;nbsp;   I have never used my senses.Or remove all my defenses.I do not shut down, or close you out&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833235/</link>
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			<title>Innocence &amp; Ignorance</title>
			<description>Innocence &amp;amp; Ignorance&amp;nbsp;The world&amp;rsquo;s contagious ignorance.To hate of a being, unlike we.&amp;nbsp;Not sharing ideals, a hate-game.Casted out for improper affections,&amp;nbsp;Cookie-cutting, of our Sons&amp;rsquo; and our Daughters&amp;rsquo;Free all colors for united i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833233/</link>
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			<title>Ghosts</title>
			<description>Drama, Fear, Horror, Childhood</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833232/</link>
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			<title>I Tried</title>
			<description>Childhood</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DramaChild/1833229/</link>
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