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			<title>Lover of Fiction</title>
			<description>I just wrote this today in school, the words just came to mind when I was thinking of how I first was after something traumatic happened in my life. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TiffanyJean/709204/</link>
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			<title>Broken Petals</title>
			<description>Again, another poem I wrote a few years back, during my childhood...again, another means to vent</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TiffanyJean/706850/</link>
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			<title>Together</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my ex, before me become lovers...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TiffanyJean/705106/</link>
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			<title>A wrote love poem this to an ex of mine, too bad she was quite literally a fake</title>
			<description>How can I ever explainwhat is is you mean to me?How is it that twounknown souls find their meant to be?And why is is thatwhen I look at you, my heart melts?M****** it's you I'm determinedto be with, and nobody else.Know that, to me, yourwords and touch hold a higher meaning..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TiffanyJean/705099/</link>
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			<title>Significance </title>
			<description>I wrote this a few years back, during my sophomore year in High School as a tribute to a fellow senior I knew and deeply respected. I wanted to give it to her, but at the time i lacked the courage to.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TiffanyJean/705094/</link>
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			<title>Stain</title>
			<description>I wrote this a few years back, reflecting on my memory or being molested as a child. At the time, writing poetry helped me to vent. So here it is</description>
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