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			<title>The Watchmaker</title>
			<description>The WatchmakerLetting this passFor the coming of new air,The birth of fresh care,A whisper-scream,A repeating prayerFor a new day - like the morning wren.For Lazarus-love to walk again.</description>
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			<title>Yuppies in Ponchos</title>
			<description>Yuppies in Ponchos&amp;nbsp;Black, Purple, Turquoise and PinkA fashion nightmare, or at least you&amp;rsquo;d thinkSo&amp;hellip;But it&amp;rsquo;s not though &amp;#2013266048;&quot;It&amp;rsquo;s actually the colours of a hooded poncho.&amp;nbsp;To mistake thewearer for a hippie&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Sweeping Drinks</title>
			<description>Sweeping Drinks&amp;nbsp;I snorted my nose off to spite myFaceless, nameless one nightStanding is hard when the club&amp;rsquo;s at kicking outTimebomb heart tocking andTicking shameful boxes at the STIClinical heart, unsterileF*****g hell that night wasMentally falling t..</description>
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			<title>The Hipster Cowboy</title>
			<description>The Hipster Cowboy&amp;nbsp;A liberal youth went ridin&amp;rsquo; out one dark and windy dayThe Shoreditch Autumn morningWelcomed the wannabe John Wayne.&amp;nbsp;His whiskey-breath betrayed his liquid brunch.&amp;nbsp;On horseback he patrolled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Train Doors</title>
			<description>Train DoorsOf all the places to fall in loveButA room unkeptI'd faulted on monthly repayments on the rentPizza boxes, unwashed kitchenware,Letters in red inkWhat a place for a forbidden, secret kiss.&amp;nbsp;Of all the places to learn a lesson in loveButA tra..</description>
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			<title>Punctuated Lung</title>
			<description>Punctuated Lung&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anemergency call and a fight for breath&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoarsehusks of words battle from chest to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackoPook/1961761/</link>
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			<title>Duvets</title>
			<description>Duvets&amp;nbsp;Sometimes it only takes Accidentally-greatGraffiti to see the truth.&amp;nbsp;Hungover.Feeling tired and nauseousI&amp;rsquo;m making my way homeI&amp;rsquo;m staying cautiousBecause that&amp;rsquo;s the way to be when you&amp;rsquo;reIn a secluded back alley in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackoPook/1961760/</link>
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			<title>The Declamation of the Middle Class Jesus</title>
			<description>Declamation of The Middle Class Jesus&amp;nbsp;Settle down &quot; Ipropose a toast,For a second leavethe quiche platterAnd yourdaddy-issues-chitter-chatter,And listen&amp;hellip;Here I am;The best thingsince god and the Holy Ghost.&amp;nbsp;The Middle ClassJesus will now..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JackoPook/1961759/</link>
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