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		<description>The original writings of author Wolf's Ink</description>
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			<title>Just Another Night</title>
			<description>Listening to the hum of a fan, singing lullabyes to a lonely manUnder a blanket that keeps in more cold than warmthIn a darkness that lets no stars inNear a window where the sunshine can not beginIt is this collapsed room I untie my string, clasps, and chainsAnd fall back into the pieces I tried har..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1391108/</link>
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			<title>Promise Me</title>
			<description>I seek to find my place amongst the white space between the letters you write. To be that first raindrop to touch your face, to say hello and enjoy the warmth of your essence before the rest come and I get washed out.Time always passes quickly, but what is this passage compared to the unfa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1385430/</link>
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			<title>The Victim of Innocence</title>
			<description>I heard you slowly walking up behind meThe scent of inhibition coat each breath that float byA chain of keys I haven't heard in ages began to rattleClick... snap... click... snapI nearly shot up as it fell off my shoulder.I fall to my knees, turning to you with tearful eyesWhy?Why the ever loving f*..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1165808/</link>
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			<title>Dark Spiral</title>
			<description>A song that has been tormenting my thoughts since the start of the evening today. Mentally it's accompanied by heavy metal distortions on the guitar, base, drums, and matching voice.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1124311/</link>
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			<title>The Closing at the Night - WIP</title>
			<description>Once again I'm brought back to alertness by the chiming of my phone -- once again the night has swept past me through the darkness I've surrounded myself in, save for the light of a small screen. There is no window, least the cold would creep in and further chill a heart that has been losing heat. D..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1122074/</link>
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			<title>Shattering Worlds</title>
			<description>A writer loses the one greatest thing that has inspired him, this is his account after the event.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1098655/</link>
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			<title>How Delicious You Are</title>
			<description>A fun poem for my friend Caitlin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1054322/</link>
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			<title>Caribbean Rain</title>
			<description>A quick ten minute poem writing session before hitting the creative writing class. W00</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/1042871/</link>
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			<title>Curse the Day</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/919699/</link>
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			<title>Dream Journal #3 (Short)</title>
			<description>Couldn't really find a good place online to post this, so this will have to do for the time being. Keep putting a step forward.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/764877/</link>
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			<title>Heart Song</title>
			<description>A response to &quot;What If...&quot; A Poem by Aifey Jayd</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/761296/</link>
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			<title>Naturity</title>
			<description>I am not the boy I wasI can care without a drop of loveI am not the man I wish to beFor I can break people without a second thoughtWhat happened to me?I know I'm better than thisAt least, I thought I wasNow I can only sit and wonderTo be given everything and yet return nothingEven though she knew I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/757858/</link>
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			<title>Marfity Mew</title>
			<description>A farewell type poem dedicated to my late dear friend Tay Breedlove</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/756845/</link>
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			<title>Cup of Worry</title>
			<description>I know she could be annoyed by me, but times like this I can't help it....I'm sorry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/756822/</link>
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			<title>Untitled #6</title>
			<description>I can only say thank you to the woman who inspired this and to whom it is dedicated.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/750351/</link>
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			<title>Ink</title>
			<description>A poem inspired by a photo I'd once seen on DeviantArt</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/738228/</link>
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			<title>Snowfall at Midnight</title>
			<description>A poem from my college days</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/738227/</link>
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			<title>After tonight</title>
			<description>It was after tonight that I realizedWhy it was she left me here as she didDisconnected, unstrung, bewildered.With nothing but memories that were once fondYet are now sour and acidic to my very beingIt was after tonight that I realizedWhy I could never tell her how I feltThough I'm sure she knows tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/738225/</link>
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			<title>Three Strings</title>
			<description>Can you catch all the notes within this dark chord? I am aware that the last group of lines only has 3, there are two reasons for that, if you're willing to look.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/738224/</link>
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			<title>Apologetic Frustrations</title>
			<description>A culmination of nights not so far past. I'm not sure how all this works out, but I really like how it turned out regardless.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/735830/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2 - The Small Reunion</title>
			<description>I-27Highway 0902 hoursAs a truck passeddown the highway south toward Lubbock a blue car was going upthe opposite direction. Its window was rolled down allowing golden hair to flyout the back. The driver was heading into the town with a payload of boxes thatwere cramming the backseat...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/732797/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1 - Those in the Mist</title>
			<description>Meet the Characters</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/732795/</link>
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			<title>Blackbirds (Working Title)</title>
			<description>An apocalyptic piece of fiction where a strange fungi people has begun changing people. They don't want your brains, they want to take over. This follows some who survive, or at least try</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/732791/</link>
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			<title>Prologue - Missing</title>
			<description>An apocalyptic piece of fiction where a strange fungi people has begun changing people. They don't want your brains, they want to take over. This follows some who survive, or at least try.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/732789/</link>
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			<title>More Than Words</title>
			<description>Dedicated to a dear friend of mine. First poem dedicated to her that ever saw completion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/731850/</link>
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			<title>And his name is Light</title>
			<description>After reading my poem posted earlier, another friend ask for me to write one for her, knowing that she is also going through a rough time, I couldn't refuse. This one's dedicated to Jessica.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/724490/</link>
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			<title>His name is Love</title>
			<description>A poem for my friend Jennifer who's going through a rough time. I know it's a bit scratchy in a few points, but I like how it's turned out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsInk/724486/</link>
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