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			<title>The turbulence of life</title>
			<description>forgotten memories are burdens&amp;nbsp; all of us carry, flashbacks send our mind recoiling into our fears, joys, and strengths,honor is a thing we learn after being criticized and ridiculed, but what do we do with this knowledge? forgive me but I cannot say for sure,love can be passionate and desirabl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~JellyBelly~/711400/</link>
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			<title>Tigers presence </title>
			<description>My love for tigers has been my inspiration in life I hope you enjoy this poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~JellyBelly~/710755/</link>
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			<title>Soldier's Pride</title>
			<description>I did not write this poem my father did. I am sharing this in his honor.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~JellyBelly~/707039/</link>
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			<title>My unique personality</title>
			<description>This is a silly poem I wrote to show my personality and creativity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~JellyBelly~/707034/</link>
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			<title>my life is nothing without you</title>
			<description>I love you.</description>
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			<title>As your baby girls grow up</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem in the eyes of my mother, for everyday we share together.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/~JellyBelly~/706879/</link>
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			<title>The freedom of accepance </title>
			<description>I wrote this poem a while ago for my father.</description>
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