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			<title>Koukla </title>
			<description>Fear sets in,Sickening the heart.Decaying my internals.Ideas and thoughts are on replay.I am a broken record.Cemented to the ground,My crystal green eyes,Showing a facade.Hiding the deteriorating person you see so clearly.Limbs are being moved by a puppeteer.Nothing seems a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Marzbarz/1964715/</link>
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			<title>Will it be your fate?</title>
			<description>Colors embracing,Suffocating,Encompassing,More and more.The dark enticing,Calm,Mysterious affair.The soul is aching,Wanting embracement,Also wanting to be unperturbed.When the soul is divided,There is more to explore.Though there comes a warning.Deeper the crevasse,..</description>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>Times have passed,With little movement.Rocky ridges have developed on my hands,With little pigment.Eyes have hardened,Which once were soft.Life have blossomed around me,With little effect.The countdown has begun,With little thought.Our names will be lost,Like distant ripple..</description>
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			<title>Her</title>
			<description>Shimmering,Glowing,Translucent.Oh, how the light dances,On the black canvas that is the soul.Piercing the familiarity that is known,And is used to shield.The movements shift the canvas,Creating more choreography than before.It is all new,Scary,And my new home.It is exci..</description>
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			<title>Within</title>
			<description>These demons are always there,Crowding,Surrounding,Suffocating.An inner battle.Is he the devil?Darkness falls,Through your eyesHis eyes glow.Only in your reflection,Will he sneer.Quiet,Secluded,You have become.Fear of the evil,Being shown.No one sees and no on..</description>
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