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			<title>07-01-17</title>
			<description>Drinking, drinking, drinkingI'm not trying to forget youBut at the same time I amI'm trying to forget that you're not hereTrying to forget that I can't hold youCan't kiss you, squeeze you, tease youCan't be with youAnd yet I can't live without youSo, here I sitTrying to forget about all the s****y t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cjahm/1988752/</link>
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			<title>05-15-17</title>
			<description>I'm breaking my promise and I'm writing about a boy.I can't not write about him.I can't not think about him.I use the term soulmate too loosely,But I think maybe?I don't want to say itBecause I know one day I'll look fondly on these words I wroteAnd think of that coffee colored boy from San Tan Vall..</description>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>It use to be easyLiving, breathing, writingBut when you walked out of my lifeIt all became hardYou took my&amp;nbsp; happinessYou stole my joyYou ripped my muse out of my lifeThe world has been a dark, cold place since you left meAnd i don't know if I'll find the sun again</description>
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			<title>what are we?</title>
			<description>what are we?its such a simple question.but the answer could be full of poisonous daggers aimed for my heart.the answer could sound like honey on my eardrums.but the answer never comes as expected.the answer comes simply.the answer comes in the way of you asking if I'm safe.the answer comes in when y..</description>
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			<title>cofee house kisses</title>
			<description>I haven&amp;rsquo;t written anything in weeks.Months really.But then you came in, quite unexpectedly. You were cute.You were supposed to just be a f**k.Just a drunken night.But you ended up being coffee house kisses. You were my late-night thoughts.You were the reason I w..</description>
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