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			<title>Just Keep Walking.</title>
			<description>The unleashing of my thoughts.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/715808/</link>
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			<title>Pressing Piano Keys.</title>
			<description>Author's Note.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/714727/</link>
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			<title>Destruction Of Our Connection.</title>
			<description>Numbing grip of mistrust takes hold.Jealous waves rage for control.Lost is the shared love once in the air.Obstacles we can&amp;rsquo;t get over cause tear.&amp;nbsp;Roughage to my heart- unsettling.Trying to make peace; but can&amp;rsquo;t let go.When your love hurts you, it&amp;rsquo;s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/714721/</link>
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			<title>Falling Sensations[*]</title>
			<description>&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Clam-y hands graze slick, greasy hair.Morning dew collects on the window.Dust off my eyes, at the ceiling I stare.Light has yet to brake, eyes droop low.&amp;nbsp;Consciousness sprinkling from my grasp.Lazing off into a direction far from h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/713761/</link>
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			<title>My Deal With The Rain.</title>
			<description>Silly and old. I was kind of infatuated with simple sonnets for a while. But it's still one of my favorites.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/713087/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: Protecting What's Right.</title>
			<description>The plumes of steam were rolling around in the airof the small bathroom. Shutting off the water, Bren was finishing his showerand pushing the curtain back and wondering how in the hell he planned onsurviving these next few weeks back in this town. Carefully he stepped out ofthe shower, eve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/713064/</link>
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			<title>The Sounds Of Heartache.</title>
			<description>In the background&quot; the telephone in the booth is off the hook.Street lampsfade in and out, giving just enough light to look,To look, tosee, vacant streets, secluded alley ways, lifeless homes.A singleentity; flushing through lanes, she roams.-Can you heardragging footst..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/712896/</link>
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			<title>Acid Colored Butterfly Wings.</title>
			<description>It kind of.. Came to me? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/712673/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: Faling Back</title>
			<description>Step by step, she walked over the untrimmed grass. Tryingnot to get caught anywhere and land face first in front of him. She was anotorious klutz. But, she was determined to be elegant as she made her way upto the entrance of the house. It&amp;rsquo;s been years since she&amp;rsquo;s come back aro..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/712285/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Trust Me When I Say,&quot;</title>
			<description>A romantic story with a twisted plot line. Abuse, love, and mystery. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/712269/</link>
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			<title>&quot;No Offence..&quot;</title>
			<description>I wrote this for a poem challenge, hosted by  friend of mine and now it's one of my most favorite works.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/712258/</link>
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			<title>Dance Before Dawn.</title>
			<description>It was inspired by the picture, that my friend sent me. An image came to mind, and so I wrote a poetic story around it, giving them their own story. First I've written in a while.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AskMeToStayx/712241/</link>
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