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		<description>The original writings of author audacious</description>
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			<title>Bullshit</title>
			<description>I don't really don't&amp;nbsp; know what I'm writing right now but it feels so nice to be able to have an outlet againI'm not okay and I realized that that is okayand its okay to rely on other people.I'm just scared because I'm so torn betweenRhode Island and North CarolinaI haven't accepted this as my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2148133/</link>
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			<title>911</title>
			<description>For you, anything under the sun,For you, the back seat and a coffee run.For you, a sweet text, a humble stare.For you, everything, I learned to careFor you, the things you loved, the things you shared,For you, trips to all over, or trips simply nowhere.For you, my love and undying affection,For you,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2091264/</link>
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			<title>Sewn Shut</title>
			<description>My heart you pried out,Clean from my dainty chest,Thank the stars for diminishing doubt,As I sew it together; the true testOf how self love and perseverance&amp;nbsp;Can mend everything whole,Heart, mind, body, and soul.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2072972/</link>
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			<title>ghjh</title>
			<description>Cigs &amp; lipstick
Crumpled up money
Lavendars and diaries</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2052153/</link>
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			<title>Brazzy Bullshit</title>
			<description>How do you write words of truewhen there are only words a few,To halt, to hurt, to rip it all out;To have not, to protect, to shelter your mouth.&amp;nbsp;Which to prefer, which to use?as you try to reclaim your thoughts,&amp;nbsp;your presence, your shoes.Promises to be broken, another, another,better than..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2036236/</link>
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			<title>Savory Swoon</title>
			<description>What is love merely masked by clear blue eyesor sweet words put off until later?and how does one go about forgetting(un)forgettable flings that (do)n't matter?To one, an easy solution, just move on, never look back.to the other however,&amp;nbsp;it's a feeling of hope that keeps them&amp;nbsp;from leaving t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2036235/</link>
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			<title>Sincerely Stupid</title>
			<description>Gullible,&amp;nbsp;Naive,You took advantage of theseCharacteristics plastered between my temples.Am I that obvious?That fragmental?I thought you could piece whatPieces I had left back together,&amp;nbsp;But you played me worse than my cigarette butt,Smoked to the filter, which promised me relief,From the an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2016334/</link>
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			<title>Elemental Exposure</title>
			<description>Fire &amp;amp; Ice,A sought after splice,Of two souls merging to one.But fire is fright,Ice; a sore sight,Their surroundings they submerge,In their selfish ways,Each their own say,Of how demise is sought.Try to flee,But they will seeAnd burn(freeze) you without thought.Fire &amp;amp; Iceand everything (not)..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2011012/</link>
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			<title>Refused regret</title>
			<description>What to do,When actions untrue,Wash over my being.Let the feeling free?&amp;nbsp;Let it break me,Loose of these chains I wear.How did this happen?&amp;nbsp;Having been trapped inHeavily, by him.&amp;nbsp;Regret nonexistent,Remorse but an instantRealizing I am finally me.&amp;nbsp;				-A</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2007155/</link>
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			<title>Winter Horrorland</title>
			<description>Work in Progress</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/2003028/</link>
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			<title>Hidden Hyde</title>
			<description>This is the first I write of youJust to show others a different viewOf how you treat me and how you spewWords of hate and actions so rude.&amp;nbsp;Most would write love and laughter,But how is that possible when all that you're afterIs money, materials, and nothing that matters.You're quick to judge bu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1997665/</link>
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			<title>Reeling Revelation </title>
			<description>What is a love merely masked by friendly hugsOr by words that are put off until later?What are opportunities regarding these thingsAnd how does one go about forgetting (un)forgettable flings that (do)n&amp;rsquo;t matter? To one, it&amp;rsquo;s there, an easy solution, just move on, and never tu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1984058/</link>
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			<title>Cold Hearted</title>
			<description>Diddle dallying</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1980546/</link>
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			<title>415189114</title>
			<description>Of all the topics I scribble down with pen,&amp;nbsp;Your name reappears, again and again.The spelling familiar, the sensation immense,Your name is a blessing, but however tenseWith emotions buried beneath the surface,Your name races my heart, but my mind it curses.										-A</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1980043/</link>
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			<title>Jumbled Jigsaw</title>
			<description>After apple's arose abruptly andBirds began bending backwards,Cautiously counting countless cackles. Death demeans depth doubts downwards. Everything embeds eggshell edgesFaintly fair. Familiar faces frownGrief. Gentle generosity gallopsHarshly, harboring handyman habits.Ideal identities illustrate ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1979754/</link>
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			<title>Stfu</title>
			<description>Short &amp;amp; SweetTo the ink pen point,Get to it, shout it out loud,For everyone in the back to share with the crowd.From there it escalates, only seconds passing byBefore s**t hits the fan and&amp;nbsp;Short &amp;amp; sweet is not enough to get out of your white lie.&amp;nbsp;											-A</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1979751/</link>
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			<title>Dark Eyes</title>
			<description>Goodbye sunrise,&amp;nbsp;hello Dark eyes,Peering from your perch,as they linger as if they'll lurchAt any sudden movements, causing slight distress,Your Dark eyes, revealing, seem to undress&amp;nbsp;The sensation of the atmospheresurrounding our small spaceOf the car we are sitting in,Turned towards each ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/audacious/1979748/</link>
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			<title>The Big Apple </title>
			<description>New love was born in lovely New YorkBut who knew this new love would spark? They knew that new love was something of books,Something that people who knew would markWith underlines and an exclamation points,Something they could only dream,To them New York love was a something of a fairy tale,Somethin..</description>
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