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		<description>The original writings of author Ender Mckenzie</description>
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			<title>Words</title>
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Nothing but colored symbols meaning a rethoric.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1861613/</link>
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			<title>A Glimpse</title>
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Future, future, let me see you again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1860865/</link>
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			<title>Answers</title>
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Every question has an answer. You just have to look for it.</description>
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			<title>Questions</title>
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Hundreds of questions about life and death, but I linger on these the most.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1860850/</link>
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			<title>Here's A Thought</title>
			<description>(Pre-written) In times I am alone in this world, where even the gust of the wind is in silence,
I can't help but ponder a thought.</description>
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			<title>Habits</title>
			<description>(Rewritten) Formed unconsciously,
Killed by choice.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1857422/</link>
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			<title>Linger</title>
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You sunk in my skin, you flew through my blood</description>
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			<title>Look!</title>
			<description>We keep changing, we keep evolving, hoping that they would notice.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1856995/</link>
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			<title>In My Absence</title>
			<description>My dear, please do forgive me, I need you to miss me.</description>
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			<title>Urges</title>
			<description>Dying slowly, inches away from you. Controlling every urge that goes against everything. Willing to bend nature, just to feel your warmth once more.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1856602/</link>
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			<title>A Phantom Pain</title>
			<description>You were a pain I kept going back to, hoping that one day, the pain would go away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EnderAndKinzie/1856459/</link>
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			<title>Our Love</title>
			<description>For Her.</description>
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