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			<title>an open ended idea</title>
			<description>My mind tells me that I trust youAnd my words say the sameEven to youI&amp;rsquo;ve been looking For a long timeIn every placeFor that feelingOnce again I want to feel like I have a best friendThat I can share everything withThat I can feel any feeling withThat I can...love..</description>
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			<title>Next time</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ll be betterI&amp;rsquo;ll do better Than the averageYou receivedThan the desperation I felt To get your attentionThan the pressureI feltWaiting for your callsThan the hopeI feltHearing your wordsWhen the &amp;ldquo;i miss you&amp;rdquo; stoppedSo did your wantTo sh..</description>
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			<title>The first one droops</title>
			<description>I thought it would take longer to see the first one droop the first to fall yet it knew in time what had passed. in the good daystall and proudfull of life eager to grow taller and brighterexcited to love. with every morning breaththey felt strongerlike they could conquer..</description>
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			<title>two shadows dancing on a wall</title>
			<description>two shadows dancing on a wallone darker than the otherthey flowthey growthey move to a similar beatbehind the shadow lies a dark souldeeper than the shadow could caston the brick laid wallas the music movesthe dance grooves to a romantic humwhile hearts run frantic with f..</description>
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			<title>In your absence</title>
			<description>If you knew what I said in your absenceYou&amp;rsquo;d think I was crazyThat I&amp;rsquo;m a foolYet I don&amp;rsquo;t want to tell you Not yet. I&amp;rsquo;m afraidI&amp;rsquo;m afraid you&amp;rsquo;re gonna say noThat it&amp;rsquo;s not what you want That it&amp;rsquo;s not what you&amp;rsquo;re looking for I..</description>
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			<title>Yesterday</title>
			<description>Determined to be damnedThe corner is small But you made me fit It&amp;rsquo;s my new homeBustling with the creatures of the nightSome small, some tallThe stare is worse than a kiss of deathBut I could use one of those We failed to see eye to eyeNot the creatures You It started ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1986823/</link>
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			<title>True Colors</title>
			<description>Satisfaction starts the day. Not just by waking up but through them. They take care of that for me. Breakfast is a drag, thinking about what happened last night. I don&amp;rsquo;t know. Get dressed and go to my first class. Tally starts at one. Saw them in my first class. I smile. Not a happy smile but ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1981782/</link>
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			<title>Nonsensical Expectation</title>
			<description>I choose to be blind I want to see things in a different wayCan she be as she is in my imagination?My thoughts?I want you to run free like you do in my dreams Imagine the curiosityBelieve the unrealistic Act on the heart. Not the mind. Someone deserves betterAnd it&amp;rsquo;s not ju..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1981761/</link>
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			<title>Come With Me</title>
			<description>Written after a long night of thinking.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1980275/</link>
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			<title>Perfection</title>
			<description>A scatterplot of ideas thrown together.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1977845/</link>
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			<title>Red is for Love</title>
			<description>This was written while thinking of someone. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1977842/</link>
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			<title>A Real Toy</title>
			<description>I walked in and found the bench, looked very used to me. Orientation day. The boss starred me down as if I was a dinner plate on Thanksgiving. I looked to my left and a passing secretary rolled her eyes at me. I stopped her and asked for some advice, I was pretty nervous. &amp;ldquo;Make sure he likes y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nick55/1977835/</link>
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			<title>Light</title>
			<description>Emptiness fills the air as the speaker describes a winter day</description>
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