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			<title>knowledge</title>
			<description>Reading the Yoga Sutras of Pantagali and the recent death of Aretha Franklin helped inspire this piece. I hope you like it and brings you comfort.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/2053465/</link>
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			<title>Mornings in Bushwick</title>
			<description>A clip of my early 20's summed up in lyrical chaos. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/2049022/</link>
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			<title>Coheed</title>
			<description>A frail attempt to capture the inspiration that is Coheed and Cambria. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/2049019/</link>
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			<title>Untitiled</title>
			<description>When you heal yourself and allow yourself to feel unfiltered. I've learned that allowing love to be my weapon of choice is a lot harder to achieve than allowing negativity take the lead. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/2048572/</link>
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			<title>So&amp;ntilde;ar un sue&amp;ntilde;o</title>
			<description>This poem is about being unable to have something and choosing to dream about instead. That life cant always grant us with choices but finding beauty in that is what makes it unique. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/2048563/</link>
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			<title>I never</title>
			<description>Allowing time to teach you that choices matter and that choices we make are ones we must live with. Accepting this lesson with an admiration for the opportunity to feel something larger than ourselves</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/2048558/</link>
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			<title>Feeling bitter.</title>
			<description>Sharing a story of accepting a relationship for what it is. Using time and energy wisely. (Freestyling) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/1923870/</link>
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			<title>It's a lie</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem shortly after our new president was elected.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lechusa/1914890/</link>
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			<title>Who would've known</title>
			<description>Who would've known that time would pass,That I would eventually understand,What the world had to offer Or not... Who would've known that I was always going against the grain,While going in the same direction,That I'd eventually open my eyes,To see what was really there,Who would've k..</description>
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