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		<description>The original writings of author TheGrimm_Sleeper </description>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>&quot;Just someone that wants to be heard&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deja-entendu/1908459/</link>
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			<title>Unnamed fear&amp;hellip;</title>
			<description>Fears for everything but what I fear the most. </description>
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			<title>With love comes anxiety </title>
			<description>Who has the answers...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deja-entendu/1906623/</link>
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			<title>Help... How much can one help</title>
			<description>Loving someone who is hurting. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deja-entendu/1906198/</link>
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			<title>I just want the anxiety to stop</title>
			<description>I'm outside. My mind empty yet racing. High off proscription klonopin, stumbling around not being able to form real sentences out of my mouth. I trip an fall and everyone watches. &quot;She's drunk let her be&quot; people whisper as the they walk away The sad truth is I'm not drunk I'm just trying to get the ..</description>
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			<title>If i could do it over i would... ( I did) </title>
			<description>p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; color: #454545}&amp;nbsp;&quot;I met this boy&amp;hellip;He was forgiving &amp;amp; compassionate.With eyes as blue as ice; that I swore would freeze anyone&amp;rsquo;s soul if they stared at them for too long.&amp;nbsp;He was ad..</description>
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			<title>Home out of you </title>
			<description>You can't let your fear of love get in the way of what's met to be... </description>
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			<title>The Right choice this time </title>
			<description>When you know it's true because you feel it in your gut</description>
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			<title>Honeycomb Colored skin</title>
			<description>A memory that you can't wash away...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deja-entendu/1904882/</link>
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			<title>Your Loneliness </title>
			<description>Does your loneliness take on the same form as mine?</description>
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