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			<title>ugh, work</title>
			<description>swivel chairs and roof atop,&amp;nbsp;but teeming with bar chartsno ergonomic ____can mend a broken hearti sold my soul to&amp;nbsp;impose upon these creatures, thenconstraints, bureaucracybut tell them time and time again&amp;nbsp;that they are truly freeperhaps they must continue to feed us blatant liesprocla..</description>
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			<title>We.</title>
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			<title>We.</title>
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			<title>We.</title>
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			<title>this field is Required</title>
			<description>when reason attacks Reasonand Rationality builds walls around itselfwe find refuge in paradoxand keep watch for The unknown Known</description>
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			<title>The way It is</title>
			<description>Bliss is the ignorant cat;the one who stays in its bag and avoids a&amp;nbsp;murderous confrontation with curiosity.&amp;nbsp;there's only so much you can say before&amp;nbsp;you wish you hadn't.&amp;nbsp;Britney Spears doesn't vote in the primariesand CEOs don't know a damned thing aboutdesign or engineering or hu..</description>
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			<title>Approved</title>
			<description>I got my heart in the East and my mind in the Westsome kicks on my feet and a drum in my chestI rise with the sun and her orient roots, giving into sweet slumber when her luster dilutes.&amp;nbsp;And while you're there, feigning supremacyMaking a scene whilst proclaiming your legacy,Lost in translation ..</description>
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			<title>Paranoid Optimism </title>
			<description>It just kind of happened.</description>
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			<title>Sweet Dreams</title>
			<description>Ode to love, ode to the night. </description>
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			<title>For Shame.</title>
			<description>Seduction by literary devicelures the intellect of the beast within andlurks outside him-- behind the scenes&amp;nbsp;abstracting the Now and the Self and	[freudian projection]Metaphor and Analogy take action, prance in clever ploy;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;	and we highlight them and discuss them and we know what the..</description>
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			<title>[tragedy]</title>
			<description>He led her into the dark.&quot;Watch out for the lamp,&quot; he said.And she never saw the light again.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/813782/</link>
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			<title>Just like this.</title>
			<description>Maybe one day I'll get over my obsession with love. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/812955/</link>
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			<title>The Perilous Midnight Rant</title>
			<description>Why am I publishing this? My style is getting weird. 

(The picture is just because... mainly because it's October and I never know how to further illustrate some of the nonsense I spew)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/806485/</link>
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			<title>A little machine, a little humanity</title>
			<description>To utter but a few words that arrest your mind:What&amp;nbsp;	are you looking for?&amp;nbsp;What	motivates your search?What	answers do you seek?Stop.To catch you when you slip on what's rightand fall for what's wrong.&amp;nbsp;a;seidfj;awirefja;ldkjf;aldijsfl;kwjfd;alkjsdjs;alsdkjf;alksjdf;liajre;i=awe4ur087poi..</description>
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			<title>Orbit</title>
			<description>You and I.you and I and all the chaos among us--we are miracles misunderstood;we mind the sun and moon's endless chaseand marvel at their eclipse.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/778551/</link>
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			<title>All These Lines</title>
			<description>A look at the &quot;blank slate&quot; artists lust after for a spark of creativity, what actually happens when we don't allow ourselves to be distracted by our surroundings. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/744353/</link>
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			<title>Expression</title>
			<description>You might not trespass this skininto the heart, into the museFor Her glory hath boasted&amp;nbsp;in the rapture of Creation.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Got Milk?</title>
			<description>blank pages, broken bonesHow miracles work for the devil!woven syllogisms through hairline fracturesenduring lateral streams in this mindless hoax.On and On, industrial affectionif it works at all, it works for usease mistaken for gracefelt only when the thunder whipsthe calculating, mechanical rain..</description>
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			<title>Letter that will never make it to your unsorry a*s.</title>
			<description>Inherent rant-like quality. No need to explain. Just a bunch of pent-up, cryptic s**t that needs an outlet. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/726108/</link>
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			<title>fack yew</title>
			<description>Writing.Add Writing.Type: Poem&amp;nbsp;Title: LoooooooveDescription: Oh, you know, just something I came up with... about this guy who broke this girl's heart... totally imaginary.&amp;nbsp;Tags: Peace and UnicornsGenre: Romance&amp;nbsp;Audience: EveryoneText:&amp;nbsp;Love and roses and omgggg so many cuddles &amp;l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/725356/</link>
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			<title>fixed eyes. </title>
			<description>abyss beyond fixed eyestunnel vision, spotlight predatorwhose fixed eyes glare back in exponential blazein the periphery, branches and whimmourn the fixed-eyed aliaswho long ago deviated from her indigenous&amp;nbsp;children of the forestBorn of soil and organic compoundbeams of respiring sunthrobbing t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/704902/</link>
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			<title>April Fools</title>
			<description>To the world's finest a******s!</description>
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			<title>A Quiet Something</title>
			<description>Moved by the listlessness	from nothing to a hopeful Something	the finish line blurred with no sign of a starting point.serenaded by the night, Motivated by dayeach moment, a tease&amp;nbsp;with its own fleeting allure.where is cohesive interpretation?&amp;nbsp;		&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;authentic inspiration?			at..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/701957/</link>
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			<title>Discourse on Hier[arch(eolog(y))]</title>
			<description>An organization of time; the endless quarrel over memories, what they meant, where they belong. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/683185/</link>
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			<title>The Vague History (and Future!) of Poetry</title>
			<description>Lovesick for an idea-- any will do	A new pen!from the flourescently-lit shelves to that one at the bottom of the junk drawer	Yes, that one, 'neath the sophisticated drawerA new idea to spark&amp;nbsp;OR		&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; reincarnate yesterday's thoughtsI hope it does the latter.This pen-- yes, this o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/682523/</link>
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			<title>Pyrotechnics </title>
			<description>Claim me for your ownYour words of usExhausted by separationDistilled by longingExtinguished by reactionYour words of usemptyFloating in vaporous territory &amp;nbsp;far awaywhere they trudge knee-deep,dip into barren covenant	where it is too deep to stand	too shallow to diveReach Out!Dip me into thoseF..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/681537/</link>
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			<title>Advice about rainbows from a child!</title>
			<description>I'm really stretching it, aren't I?</description>
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			<title>Selfish</title>
			<description>broken hopes in fear of broken hearts</description>
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			<title>Limbs and Core</title>
			<description>Of all you here, one must know whatI'm waiting forWhat I'm writing aboutIn the corner of thisendless spaceIn the corner of thisjournalthat will never house all the loveIn the corner ofmy heartBut I have faith in you.That your'e waitingWritingIn the other corner of thisendless spaceOn a dimension whe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/680497/</link>
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			<title>Pressing</title>
			<description>Lose me tonight	there		in your mindyou won't find me	there		where you put me&amp;nbsp;Love me tonight	here		where I found you.&amp;nbsp;Moonlight.&amp;nbsp;Breathe through my heart; pull me togetherWho was I to you?Your hands, your hands	around minePulling me together	surround me	Create me.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/680209/</link>
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			<title>Our little moment</title>
			<description>That's not what I meantYou misunderstoodBut even if you did understand,&amp;nbsp;You don't anymoreand it hardly mattersThis moment is already overThere is no need to dwellIt's time for a new oneLet's create anotherwe can start all over againRight now(quick, before I change mind)</description>
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			<title>Cantankerous</title>
			<description>I'd like to eloquently describeA person, object to youTo make you see it in a different wayTo inspire you with theSix sensesMaking you feel the wind&amp;nbsp;itselftickle your spine, or whatever.But that would require an extra moment's timeto describerather than Attend&amp;nbsp;and neither you, nor I, reall..</description>
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			<title>Gloom, un-Doomed. </title>
			<description>When I think back to that day, I recall no sequence of events, no chain of action that flashes before my eyes and blinds me to terror. I feel no energy, no overwhelming anticipation to force myself inside out and deeply into the shelter of my being, to cocoon within my own fears until I've strangled..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/679198/</link>
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			<title>Visionary</title>
			<description>Thoughts are mixed, mashed	UndesirableI am panicked, amused	Constantly --&amp;gt;This heat, too hotI wish upon practicality	but see no stars for	Doctors, Lawyers.Shall I wish to stop wishing?This must not be a place for	DreamersI need no proof, except that the	empty space(on the right)Is threatening.A w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/679033/</link>
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			<title>My Thought's Race</title>
			<description>Swift, agile feetweave seamlessly throughEvery embracemy thoughts racemy Thought's Race.Follow, Join, Guide.Destroying every obstacle I placed for us,Break down the walls before I have a chance&amp;nbsp;toput them up.So close.&amp;nbsp;My guard is depleting.I believe in us!It all lies ahead.And then, at the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/678565/</link>
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			<title>Love's Regret</title>
			<description>You were here a short while backwhen you held me and swore	You'd never let go, not if I extracted your fingers from my waist,&amp;nbsp;										from your hand.&amp;nbsp;And then you were goneOn my feet, I stoodplanted firmly in the departing earthyour absence always present.&amp;nbsp;Where do you hide?Your inv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theunionisloud/678358/</link>
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			<title>Unsuspecting</title>
			<description>Not my most creative, but this is where my mind has been lately...</description>
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			<title>I tried</title>
			<description>Like my last poem, &quot;unsuspecting&quot;... this is more of a rant than anything else. I had to get it out!</description>
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			<title>To be continued. </title>
			<description>O, Sweet crescent moonside to side you swaylulling the night sky&amp;nbsp;so that her stars may alignFull, Copious Moon,Sturdy, Anchored MoonYou are beautiful but bruteYour light piercing the sky	Punctuating the day's last thoughts			.Come back, sweet crescent moon!&amp;nbsp;and embellish this sky with	natu..</description>
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			<title>Gypsy</title>
			<description>to rip herself of the walls which bind her very fleshto warrant a frantic rummage of her shattered pieces	each with faults of lovers past,&amp;nbsp;				&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; lovers invisibleRough texture&amp;nbsp;jagged edges, jagged edgesJaggedbrokenedgesto find any fragment suitable for you&quot;I have what they don't,..</description>
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			<title>Relentless</title>
			<description>with the Sun, sets another dayits blood seeping into the oblivious waters,&amp;nbsp;	flushing its toxins to the shoreonewaveat a time.Each grain of sand, battered.The waters do not tire;She is steadfast,&amp;nbsp;	But merely the catalystFor the Sun Alone Affirms-&amp;nbsp;	The hour the sparrow will rise and the..</description>
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			<title>Gaze Aversion</title>
			<description>Don't give me that look, Don't dodge the truthThat I knowThat I knewLong before the words escaped your lips,Before you beat my heart with yours.I can read youthough your stupidWordsdistractStamped in calligraphy on your stupid forehead, your stupidsurfaceI saw right throughAnd thought insight meant ..</description>
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			<title>Illusions Lost</title>
			<description>I remember dreaming, Night and Day, of the perfect moment when our eyes, they would finally meet.&amp;nbsp;Be mine.&amp;nbsp;I remember, Day and Night, I watched, Everyday. You, who were&amp;nbsp;Not mine.I hoped, every night-- you! toBe yours.&amp;nbsp;Whoever you were, I waited at the doorstep.&amp;nbsp;You wouldn't ..</description>
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			<title>Blind</title>
			<description>What has my fingernail seenwhich my Eyes&amp;nbsp;have not.A wash ofmisconceptions,&amp;nbsp;miscommunicationsb l u r the fine lines of reality which	ConvergEmy faultless intuition&amp;nbsp;	withdeceitful realityDependance on Earthly sensation runs	fartoo deep for an Earthly stimulusWhat has my fingernail seenw..</description>
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			<title>Two Extremes, No Average</title>
			<description>Hello!Who am I?Why, I'm very.	All or nothing.		Extreme, Irrational.I don't care forwhichever adjectivefollows,So long as&amp;nbsp;	I amA Lot of it!If I knew about moderation,I'd beverymoderate.ExtremelySUBTLEBut that would make me ahuge	liar,And I'm a&amp;nbsp;Really,reallyhonest person.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Now</title>
			<description>I'm not meant for much.	i&amp;nbsp;feel a lot	for lifeDancing around bursts of&amp;nbsp;EnergyFire.	And throw myself into it willingly.But I know that now is my timeTo love.to love and hate,	But to Love. &amp;nbsp;I'll surrender eventuallyBut for now, I must go on	As your silent presence distracts			Say somethi..</description>
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			<title>Grace</title>
			<description>One ear is a giftAnd I'm granted two.&amp;nbsp;A single voice breaks the silence,&amp;nbsp;And suddenly an entire choir,	Orchestraintensifies.Nothing passes perfectly,But its enough to know that it could.&amp;nbsp;One friend is a gift,&amp;nbsp;And I'm granted you.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Uneasy</title>
			<description>I'll never forgetYourElectric presence&amp;nbsp;Its defeaning silencecannot be deniedYour eyes promised&amp;nbsp;	Depth, HopeWhat your heart would not&amp;nbsp;	All of eternityTo be lived&amp;nbsp;In every momentI hear the riffof your soul.My soul, its harmony&amp;nbsp;And next to your BrilliantMelodythe harmony,&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Yeah. Right. </title>
			<description>Sanity shakes	My hand,		My thoughts!They cannot all be thought at the same time.But they must be.&amp;nbsp;	So I instead thinkSo Broadly&amp;nbsp;That they all fit underthe same vague thoughtSo I can constantly&amp;nbsp;Be(at least) a little&amp;nbsp;Aware	ofEverything.&amp;nbsp;But if the rest of&amp;nbsp;my? sanity gave	..</description>
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			<title>Fate</title>
			<description>The wind blows, and the tree is compelledForwards, backwardsA child sits under his father's roof and&amp;nbsp;watchesForwards, backwardsAdmiring the fluid dexterity of its movementWondering if it is cuedby some divine sourceor&amp;nbsp;SimplyKnows its place.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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