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			<title>alone in the doorway</title>
			<description>As i came around the corneryou was on the floorwrapped up in a sleeping bagOut side the shop doorBy your grubby handsA &amp;nbsp;pot i cauld seeBut in it there wasnt even enoughFor a cupof teaPeople going about there livesThey didnt seem to careThat on this bitterly winters dayYou &amp;nbsp;were laying ther..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozen69/2014394/</link>
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			<title>scars do fade</title>
			<description>memories of that fateful dayembeded in my mind&amp;nbsp;i try hard to erase themand learn to unwind&amp;nbsp;the mirror does not let me forgetthe deep scars upon my facebut i must try to move forwardlife is to good to wasteiv learnt to ignorethe people when they starei just smile at them sweetlylike i do no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozen69/2011607/</link>
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			<title>seasons in the sun</title>
			<description>The trees are bareLeaves on the groundA mist in the airThe bushes all bareA sprinkle of nowOn the ground it does glowDark by threeRush home for teaWake up to frostThe lost days are lostThe sun as all goneTill autumn comes alongThe cold bitter rainShould be in spainSpring is nearly hereBut for summer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozen69/2010194/</link>
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			<title>a childs dream</title>
			<description>a mothers love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/frozen69/2009733/</link>
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			<title>a love to late</title>
			<description>i dont believe i fairy talesthey are just not truejust like a shining star&amp;nbsp;my love shines on you&amp;nbsp;just like the seasonsthey just come and gowish i had found the timeto tell you i loved you sowe had the times togetherwalking hand in hand in handand when you bent down so quicklyand drew a hea..</description>
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