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			<title>Through the Looking Glass.</title>
			<description>Very rough. o.0 I kinda made it up as I went along, hence the choppy flow and mismatched bits.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/721192/</link>
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			<title>Blame me.</title>
			<description>Do you blame me for writing,All the memories down?Do you blame me for crying,Until all I can do is frown?Do you blame me for the feathers,Escaping from my shoulders?Do you blame me for the way my eyes are?The way they smolder?Do you blame me for my insanity?I hope not.It's what you've done to me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/705251/</link>
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			<title>Things Unseen.</title>
			<description>Light seeping through the trees,Like tears falling in the frigid air,Freezing on your cheeks,Making you remember who is no longer there.Light through the open clearing,Never completely forgetting the feelingOf people when they&amp;rsquo;re there.Behind branches the light craw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/704390/</link>
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			<title>Lady Widowed Wellington </title>
			<description>Dark waves pull and rush in a tangled mess.White tips splashing, crashing, on the diamond speckled shore.Plops and drops tickle my face at first,Slowly turning into buckets falling.Clouds darken and twist,Coil and uncoil.Twist and turn.The sea bears it's angry teeth.Crashing over boats,&amp;nbsp;Over fl..</description>
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			<title>Haunted.</title>
			<description>Broken fairy wings are scattered on the floorShe sits in the corner rockingBack and forthBack and forthHer eyes tear streaked and bloodshotHer nails clawing at her arms her shoulders anywhereJust trying to get rid of the voicesSo she rocksBack and forthAnd she cutsAll down her arms.&amp;nbsp;The blood m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/704084/</link>
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			<title>Fairy Wings</title>
			<description>Someone dropped a dead rose on my lap,Petals fall slowly,Like fairy wings.Looking up.I see his face.And wonder,How I could have left him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/703857/</link>
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			<title>Blue Blue Blue.</title>
			<description>I look up at the skypeople wonder whymy heart is so blueall i sayis look at the skyand imagine it is youso many things passing throughnot bothering&amp;nbsp;to say hello to you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/703827/</link>
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			<title>Click, Click, Save.</title>
			<description>It's so easy to change your name now a days,All you have to do is,Click,Click,Save.It's so easy to reinvent your self,Not like it was yesterday.&amp;nbsp;All you have to do isClick,Click,Save.Our lives are run,By buttonsAre feelings are sung,By words typed on a screen.People see places,That they haven't..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/703812/</link>
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			<title>Icy scenery. </title>
			<description>River valley,Take me home.An icy path,A sun lit thrown.Walk across,The place I see.&amp;amp; Wander into&amp;nbsp;worlds unseen.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/703810/</link>
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			<title>Porcelain.</title>
			<description>Somehow,I look,I see.Somehow,I feel,I breath.Sometimes,I cry,I break.Sometimes,I smile,I laugh.And maybe,It's just my porcelain facade.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nadeige.gravity/703804/</link>
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			<title>[Untitled]</title>
			<description>Do you remember,When we used to jump off diving boards?Saying 'Good Bye cruel world'.Now where holding our heads high,As we jump off bridges,Straight to our demise.Funny how the world works.What used to be just jokes?Has turned into modern day&amp;nbsp;suicide.What used to be games?Is now filled with ou..</description>
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