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			<title>The Lack of Love &amp;#9825;</title>
			<description>The new chapter...</description>
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			<title>Inspiration</title>
			<description>His love does translate the language of my heart...Cradling my soul like erotic satin sheets,His seduction of touch creates a work of art...Emotion shared as our mouths do meet...Softly caressing scented skin,Increases rhythm of every heart beat...His inspiration now lending a hand...Timeless moment..</description>
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			<title>Fire and Ice</title>
			<description>My future draws near to me, it holds all, nothing left behind,Though all would be left if you were left, or if the words of your rhyme were left.Your words embody all, mind, soul,Emotion, elation, ecstasy, excitement, intoxication,Rhythm, reason, content, right, the masculine passion,All stories, en..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LoveLeelanne/2843144/</link>
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			<title>Tranquil Collision</title>
			<description>Impressive in the fierceness of his honorable devotion,My soul belonging to this gentle beast, his loyalty providing my feast.Stimulating all of my senses, indulging in every emotion,Incredible power enticing me in close for he is compelling,My body lusting for his vital chemical, this creation befo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LoveLeelanne/2843142/</link>
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			<title>Red</title>
			<description>~Red~Surrounded by the charged scenery of Brooklyn, NewYork, I am a passenger in my soon to be, father in law's '94 Bronco.John, a very religious yet laid back man somehowprovides me with a sense of comfort . There is an unexplained feeling of safetythat exists when I am in his presenc..</description>
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