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			<title>I work in the Greens</title>
			<description>Mostly for an assignment for EcoArt, I was planting some things in our garden and the feelings washed over</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/2173823/</link>
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			<title>Luke</title>
			<description>The name popped into my head suddenly, and I wondered...would Luke be someone I cross paths with? Will he be important in my quest of life?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1962975/</link>
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			<title>Smoke</title>
			<description>Incense is a lovely thing to observe.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1962973/</link>
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			<title>Late Nights</title>
			<description>Another late night thought. It was too quite and too dark.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1962971/</link>
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			<title>Waves</title>
			<description>I couldn't sleep one night, and then suddenly the silence turned to the sounds of waves crashing on a rocky shore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1962969/</link>
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			<title>Frosted Leaves</title>
			<description>A sort of vision of blood dripping off of frosted leaves appeared as I was falling asleep, as did sudden inspiration.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1956631/</link>
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			<title>Big</title>
			<description>I was flying home from vacation and looked out and...felt.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1940052/</link>
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			<title>Glow</title>
			<description>Night-time musings...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1938376/</link>
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			<title>Any Questions?</title>
			<description>What?What does thatmean?Words meannothing if you don&amp;rsquo;t understand.What even islanguage?How did it cometo be?From the dawn oftime, has there been communication?And how do wholepeoples have a certain form?How do wholepeoples have a certain anything?A..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1933903/</link>
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			<title>The Beast</title>
			<description>I was watching a fire and I felt from its soul its straining to break loose.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1933261/</link>
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			<title>Content</title>
			<description>She's beautiful and peaceful. I strive for Contentment.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1932921/</link>
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			<title>To Be Said</title>
			<description>I'm trying, and my significant other wants be there, but I have issues opening up. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1932916/</link>
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			<title>[Insert Immature Giggling Here]</title>
			<description>I had my first sexual experiences recently. I tried to describe one of them as my mind truly saw it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1932914/</link>
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			<title>Hell</title>
			<description>We were prompted in my college's writing club to pick a word and write from that word. This was my result.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1932910/</link>
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			<title>Depression Hurts. You Can Help.</title>
			<description>My own experience with depression is very mild. I have watched those around me hurt in so may other ways that I can't comprehend. This is my take. A small piece of my small experience.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1932904/</link>
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			<title>Where I Belong</title>
			<description>This is actually my most recent poem, and so far my longest. I'm rather proud of it. I figured I'd kick off my time here on a strong note.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/softiesongbird/1932854/</link>
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