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			<title>Concrete Cage</title>
			<description>They&amp;rsquo;vebarred me up in the lightTrappedin a concrete cage,Thoughif eyes would offer their sightThey&amp;rsquo;llsee the drying&amp;rsquo;s only first stage.Whileplastic chains and transparent blindfoldsProvideamusement and frustrations of old,&amp;nbsp;Amongas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlteredReality/1019932/</link>
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			<title>Crime of Truth</title>
			<description>Pinsme to the stone, crowded and alone,Deliversthe despicable deed,Hands,feet bound, inhaling the ground,Detest,appall &quot; sagaciously need.&amp;nbsp;Ripsopen my eyes, reveals, I despise,Tearingand clawing my frozen skin,Thoughrendering dumb, I pray to be ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlteredReality/939206/</link>
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			<title>Orienteer</title>
			<description>The sea,always changing, yet ever the same,The tidesmay differ, the change is the name.Here Ifloat,And here Inote,That my hullbe too narrow, My sails toosmall;Far fromanything called shallow,I&amp;rsquo;m tossedin the squall.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Golden Rain</title>
			<description>Ohbeloved little fawn,Orat least so it&amp;rsquo;s said,Whydo you stand there so listless and dead?&amp;nbsp;Hidingbehind trees,Creepingin the grass,Whatmust it be that you&amp;rsquo;re waiting to pass?&amp;nbsp;Achange in the wind,Thefalling of le..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlteredReality/861293/</link>
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			<title>Anomaly</title>
			<description>Alone theyventure off, hand in hand,Under solewatch of blossom-laden boughs,Leaving notrace on the plush, virgin land,In solitudeonly nature allows.&amp;nbsp;For thetrees fail to see black against white,Nor do thereeds judge the young from the old,..</description>
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