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		<description>The original writings of author Valira Davenport</description>
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			<title>Timed</title>
			<description>My newest poem. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/730607/</link>
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			<title>A Foreign Feeling</title>
			<description>I finally got around to writing something new. It's based on the way I've been feeling lately. It's free verse as well, which I don't do much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686769/</link>
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			<title>The Brush of Misery</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote after coming back from a 6 month period, where I had not written anything. This poem is one that I wrote over a year ago. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686277/</link>
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			<title>A Beautiful Day</title>
			<description>A walk in the meadow;the birds singing aloudThe sun shinning on your face;bees flying past your eyesYou stop and pick a red flower;your fingertip pricked by a thornA crimson droplet down lovely skin;wiped away by your tongueThen you bring the flower to your face;you inhale a beautiful scent...All of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686016/</link>
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			<title>Never to Let Go</title>
			<description>One of the few happy poems I have written.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686013/</link>
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			<title>That Day</title>
			<description>Happiness at its fullest;memories created fastRemembrance that will last;there could be not the dullestThen taken away in the blink of an eyeAll because one guy told one single lieThe happiness turning to pure hate;turning my life upside down quicklyA scream coming from deep inside;that came from a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686012/</link>
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			<title>Death Over Me, Darling?</title>
			<description>Long black curls and pale white skin;gorgeous, red, fragile, lips.Soft and gentle fingertips;still beautiful after my sin.I wanted and had to have you;It's too bad you did not want the same.I wish you loved me too;refusing my offers is what I blame.You made the hard ways come;Didn't even give me a c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686011/</link>
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			<title>A Poem of Mine</title>
			<description>My body shaking so badly;my mind going wild with growing fear.The feeling of being useless;a feeling of wanting to be no more.&amp;nbsp;My heart is racing.....all my thoughts are going coldA happy face is seen that never grows old.&amp;nbsp;Pulsing is my mind and screaming from this everlasting fear;trying ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686010/</link>
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			<title>A Lonely Candle  </title>
			<description>A more recent poem of mine. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Felisha/686006/</link>
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