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			<title>I'm back</title>
			<description>Hello everyone! I know it has been a very long time. I had a lot of obstacles to overcome but now I am back and I feel stronger than ever! I can't wait to get back to writing!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/2111268/</link>
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			<title>Hear Me Out</title>
			<description>Look, I know not everyone here knows who I am or where I go to school. But what I want to say in this has to do with life anywhere. If you hear a rumor about someone, you can't just immediately accept the rumor, even when it is from someone you really trust. The rumor is only true when you confront ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/2006919/</link>
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			<title>Thank You</title>
			<description>You found me in a very dark place,sitting on a bench,sadness on my face.I felt so bad and I wanted to run,So many bad things that I have done.But you looked at me and then you smiled,&quot;I haven't seen you in quite a while.&quot;You helped me up and back on my feet,taught me to dance in rhythm to the beat.W..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/2006409/</link>
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			<title>The Girl</title>
			<description>Coyotes are howling,&amp;nbsp;Out comes the moon.The people are sleeping,A sweet peaceful mood.But there's one person who cannot snore,It's me, the girl who cannot sleep,The girl who wishes to once again dream,But instead she lies awake at night,Thinking of all her fears and frights,Her soulmate she wis..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1997179/</link>
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			<title>Piano</title>
			<description>The piano sings in a room of silence,Slowly and softly, notes dance as one.Thinking about all the violence,I sit in the corner, shaking and numb.Wasn't sure whether to stay or run.The piano continues, and I burst into tears,I'm sorry you have to see me like this here.You knelt next to me and stared ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1992590/</link>
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			<title>The Winter of My Dreams</title>
			<description>A wish I have,A wish I seek,to experience the winter,the winter of my dreams.To stay at a ski resort,to snowboard and play,in the freshly fallen snow,all night and all day.To walk through a snowy forest,as quiet as can be,sitting in the silence,and even start to sing.To skate around a rink or pond,t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1990370/</link>
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			<title>Spread My Wings</title>
			<description>Soon I'll jump up,I'll touch the sky,Spread my wingsand let me fly.Through the darkand through the night,Not scared to fall,not scared to die.Bullies think that they can get by,but they don't know I'll be bringing on the fight.'Cause there's a warrior rising up tonight...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1988452/</link>
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			<title>Chained Up</title>
			<description>You had me chained up to a steel pole, in a small square of cement that is surrounded by barbed fencing. You had me isolated from everything that you can possibly think of, especially the sunlight. I would sit at the edge of my prison, trying to reach out to the light. A welcoming hand reached out t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1987397/</link>
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			<title>Am I Helpful?</title>
			<description>I feel terrible. I feel like no matter what I do, what I say, I can't make anything better for you. I see you talking to others and think to myself, do I even help you anymore? Does it matter if I'm here or not? You are serious around me but around others, you smile and laugh. I used to make you smi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1986447/</link>
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			<title>The Fight For Freedom</title>
			<description>&quot;NO!!!&quot; I rushed to his side. I couldn't lose him, not now, not today. I unzipped his jacket. Blood stained his white t-shirt, and a few drops had landed on his necklace. I clutched to the necklace, my hand shaking with fear. My other hand caressed his cheek, stroking his soft skin. He slowly opened..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1985424/</link>
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			<title>My Travels In California</title>
			<description>In the City of Angels,&amp;nbsp;I saw many bright lights.&amp;nbsp;A good place to wander,to get lost in the night.On the West Coast,the beaches and baysrelieve me from stress,and relieve me from pain.San Francisco,a strange place to go,with stores full of chocolate,and clam chowder served in a sourdough bo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1982708/</link>
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			<title>Found and Safe</title>
			<description>She ran through the fields. She couldn't be seen. She was nothing but a rustle through the corn crops. No one could see a shadow like her at night. She wouldn't stop. She couldn't. Her legs wouldn't stop. She kept going into a forest of unknown. Branches kept slapping her face but she didn't care. S..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaywolf1738/1975898/</link>
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			<title>Cornered</title>
			<description>I kept running. The rain smacked my face as I ran and ran. I had to get away. I can't stand up to the entire gang, especially by myself. I saw their car block my path up ahead. I turned quickly into an alley. Oh how dumb was I to do so. My footsteps echoed through the walls as I stepped in puddles. ..</description>
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