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			<title>Race against itself</title>
			<description>It is never about state, it is always about country.There is a white war, there is a black war,red, yellow, so on&amp;hellip;Races fighting against each other and then,a given race fighting against itself. The blankets have arrived.Go forth under the open sky? There is none here.I prefer the peek at the..</description>
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			<title>donde te lleva la alfombra m&amp;aacute;gica</title>
			<description>Mi sue&amp;ntilde;o era tener otro hijo, ni&amp;ntilde;o o ni&amp;ntilde;a.Quiero aprender un idioma y escribir un libro de poes&amp;iacute;a sobre pa&amp;iacute;ses y su m&amp;uacute;sica, sus culturas.Quiero tener romance, sentirme atra&amp;iacute;do por hombres atractivos y estar disponible hasta que uno me quiera para &amp;eac..</description>
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			<title>If I have lost you</title>
			<description>If I have lost you, how will I go on?&amp;nbsp; He will not see what I am saying, this person now,he is done.&amp;nbsp; I am one.What do I do about the man, if I am not interested in his call and I do not take it, or I do?What does it mean?&amp;nbsp; Who are my friends</description>
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			<title>Accept this space</title>
			<description>These words are my own, the plus minus people factor was something an old man spoke of and now I see there is birth and it's opposite pulling at the poles of the planet. What struggles people will go through to keep their own to themselves and the ones they love.  The man I want to cherish for that ..</description>
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			<title>To Return</title>
			<description>Goldenrod returned this autumn, people converse and shareWhat they think. I wish I could say whatever it is I canThat I ought, if there is something I ought.&amp;nbsp; Weakness,I wished that he could pick me up and take me to hiscastle. I would not be cast away then.&amp;nbsp; He said hecouldn't help, but G..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2473550/</link>
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			<title>What we threw</title>
			<description>Earlier I had words, but the thoughts slipped away like pennies would in rapids,&amp;nbsp;except usually we threw them in fountains that anyone could pick up at the mall.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2469377/</link>
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			<title>Hello my Heart of Stone</title>
			<description>I will sink into the cold icy waters of Maine, but I will not drown.&amp;nbsp; I will not die.&amp;nbsp; I will go on living without men, without anyone, and I will laugh at destruction.&amp;nbsp; Tear me down world but know that I am a vigilante.&amp;nbsp; Here, here with my breath and matter.&amp;nbsp; I attended to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2468208/</link>
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			<title>Lost at Home</title>
			<description>I miss you and do not care for elegance, tonight it is a raw, frantic dwelling, I cannot speak through the flowers, I must not sit here alone, castaway, without love.&amp;nbsp; The parrots say he has found someone new; the ravens say never chase a man, never&amp;nbsp;beg for his love.&amp;nbsp; But why should a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2468206/</link>
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			<title>thoughts to self and others</title>
			<description>What has happened to me in this life?&amp;nbsp; Don't we all feel that it goes by so quickly.&amp;nbsp; I do not know why I have met the people I have met, or how to make things better in my own life, even though I know things can always be better or worse.&amp;nbsp; Oh husband, I never had in this life?&amp;nbsp; ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2170811/</link>
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			<title>Poem 4, one time, a vase</title>
			<description>One time, a vase so pristine,I stare at it and wonderif you tore my skin, like the skin of the girl I read about.He told me he had no time,and you waited there for some. My dishes are your house.Furniture, for your body, like it.And still I wonder if I belong to anyone.&amp;nbsp; I mus..</description>
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			<title>Poems 2 and 3</title>
			<description>I am the husbandI want to buy you a house,&amp;nbsp;Not just any house, a glorious mansion,&amp;nbsp;To fit a lord, or a joker&amp;nbsp;rather if you say so.What is the difference between a clown&amp;nbsp;and a clone? Or how are they alike?The one has a puffy red nose,The other made of metal.Is it any surprise that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2167960/</link>
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			<title>A Year of Perfect Vision</title>
			<description>Nautical fragments, a shipwreck of them,&amp;nbsp;As though visions of anchors could replace,The tireless cranking of a heavy circumstance.It may be a new world,&amp;nbsp;but it&amp;rsquo;s an old war.*	*	*&amp;nbsp;Give me a date for the dog to play fetch,And it may be unrelated but unless I run,&amp;nbsp;I feel wretc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/2167501/</link>
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			<title>Mermaid</title>
			<description>mermaid, have we seen each other?at the water's edge with glowing eyesgirl, come out of the rain,what faces we follow so pensivebrace me, I'm ready for thiscaught up in this web as onenaked, trapped man, devil woman,silverlined clouds, forced silence&amp;nbsp;for the sake of grace, then again,those cozy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1921014/</link>
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			<title>Yellow</title>
			<description>Green is not yellow but has iteleven is not tenlove is not always greenblue is an element of green</description>
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			<title>to gain by work</title>
			<description>echoes in the hollow hills,rinsed washcloths in the sink,are like echoes in hospitals,racing time makes you think.but what is it that untanglesEden, or makes an Eden out ofill. Nothing but the window sill,the green of Springtime, so new,enough of this folly, to be so low,not good enough for half the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1918444/</link>
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			<title>To Win</title>
			<description>echoing worries, the stark bark hiddenruse of spring, the mancatches a fish by the lakeand the girl is downtroddenmakeup doesn't eraseplain lines, extra weightfighting for less and less,Eden is a game of youthnot of this age that dies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1918421/</link>
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			<title>Deny</title>
			<description>violets seem most passionateerased denial, my failurereturns like shining gems...something there is thatappreciates the wallgluing itself, pressed against&amp;nbsp;elucidated walls like violetsnow is that the sense of it?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1918011/</link>
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			<title>Cause</title>
			<description>verisimilitude is importantescape comes to us in dreamsreason reasons with usunderstanding comes to us insweet nothings, to valuea person, their days,complete body, the elementshair, skin, and internallyevery organ valued,noticed by not just doctors</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1918009/</link>
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			<title>The Future</title>
			<description>The future is full of roses&amp;nbsp;with their thorns and fragrant petals.I love you like a house is loved.What is therebetween the shadow and the soul?If love is there,let there be lightthere.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1917598/</link>
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			<title>May</title>
			<description>Today there was a food truck lunch for employees. &amp;nbsp;Everyday I worry about so many things. &amp;nbsp;I am working on a blanket which is made of crocheted brown sparkle hexagons with green edging. &amp;nbsp;It makes me feel as though I am accomplishing something. &amp;nbsp;I am determined to write an interes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1917589/</link>
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			<title>Journal</title>
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			<title>Sonnet</title>
			<description>Dare daughter to embark on this laughter,extraneous tempest, suggestion of sea,Retribution returns to us after,done up with the ribbons of the third degree.Avenged folly resolves like a boomerang,umbrage nothing like umbrellas or hats.Magniloquent prayers in place of dull slangevince a great awakeni..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1917226/</link>
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			<title>Depression</title>
			<description>depression is a dark cloudevening feels like a shroudplay a little risk and seeright is the way as sureis free, and true is happymiles have been crossedigloos are beautifuleggs go bad quicklyrighteousness a myththen depression vanishes...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1917215/</link>
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			<title>Shellfish</title>
			<description>miracle seaeven the waterenergizes usright noweels are nervoussend me yourfrenetic handsrigorous wavesundertowcurrenthere is a gemthat is brillianteagerly shines</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1917206/</link>
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			<title>Over there</title>
			<description>Dear friend,a lot has happened;don't forget me.Right now I feelunattractive,but maybeexcited that&amp;nbsp;now I can work.Or if you areveraciouseven there,risky venturetomorrow seems.How do I knoweverything I need to?Run away fears,evening is lonely.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/llcpoet/1917201/</link>
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