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			<title>This Is Not A Title</title>
			<description>One of many poems that i've written at some point in my crippling boredom. Enjoy or don't.</description>
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			<title>Fly Without Mercy (In Your Dreams)</title>
			<description>Fly  Fly without mercy In your dreams To the most common To the loneliest Fly Fly without mercy In your dreams Why? Why without mercy In your dreams? Why not? Dreams are but thoughts They can't harm anyone So, in them, boundless, Why not?, my friend, why not?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1916802/</link>
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			<title>Before Something Happens</title>
			<description>In the morning you watch videos on Youtube on your computer screen. Later you grab a book you're lazy, anxious, it's past 12 and you still haven't took a shower. You take a shower you stay there  still drowsy for 15 minutes and then you get out still somewha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1916168/</link>
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			<title>The Next One, The Perfect One</title>
			<description>Another day&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;                   But the right day,you're certain;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1914867/</link>
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			<title>Draw Another Line</title>
			<description>Where? Forth Draw another line For another step To reach The light, the glorious light. When? Always always draw another line For another step To reach The light, the glorious light, the liberating light. How? &amp;hellip; Draw another line For another step To reach..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1912073/</link>
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			<title>The Colourless Shell</title>
			<description>Experimenting again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1911700/</link>
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			<title>Shadows Are Frightening</title>
			<description> Shadows are frightening for Darkness shrouds them. The eye cannot discern them nor The soul feel them. But their darknesses are so trivial When looking from where they stem: The sun, and from that nice reminder Is a most relieving revelation:  'I know they walk the same path..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1909931/</link>
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			<title>From Here</title>
			<description>Experimenting again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1908358/</link>
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			<title>Of Evanescences and Reminescences</title>
			<description>January 2017</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898810/</link>
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			<title>And They Shall Open</title>
			<description>December 2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898804/</link>
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			<title>Among The Wall of Man</title>
			<description>December 2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898798/</link>
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			<title>On November's Darkening</title>
			<description>October 2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898794/</link>
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			<title>In the Holy Grail of Spite</title>
			<description>September 2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898789/</link>
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			<title>The Roots Underneath</title>
			<description>August 2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898787/</link>
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			<title>Can You Feel Me Now?</title>
			<description>April 2016</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LorneBlaine/1898782/</link>
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			<title>Devant</title>
			<description>Defines fill&amp;eacute;es de soiessedresse sur cette voied'o&amp;ugrave;--enfin, sa pr&amp;eacute;sence se mouvoit--gouvernede ces lois, ce dieuetr&amp;egrave;gne dans celle-ci, les cieuxLesbuissons fr&amp;eacute;sillentlescroupes de bl&amp;eacute; se vo&amp;ucirc;tentlevent se d&amp;eacute;fil..</description>
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			<title>Murky Wraith</title>
			<description>O' murky wraith o'er hills   All recesses, your passion fills O' murky wraith stifling sound   To the dimness of your veil, my conscience's bound  'Midst your pervasing, crowding thickness   Far horizons are blotted out by your stark greyness 'Midst your draping body ..</description>
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