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		<description>The original writings of author Yemariam Markos</description>
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			<title>My Power</title>
			<description>This is a group poem I wrote with my two amazing friends.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2038738/</link>
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			<title>Like the Rest of Us</title>
			<description>When you are unable to moveMove past the hurtMove past the hatredMove past the past...&amp;nbsp;The feeling of being constantly stuckAnd you try everything possible&amp;nbsp;To get there.But it's like that feeling of being stuck between a rock and a hard place.Maybe... that's because we areCornered.They say..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2032673/</link>
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			<title>Superhero</title>
			<description>This poem is inspired by the Daughtry song: &quot;Waiting for Superman&quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2025890/</link>
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			<title>For Me</title>
			<description>One look at me,and you see someone who is:quiet, kind... vulnerable.One look at me, and you see someone who has a heartthat has&amp;nbsp; the capacity to love alleven when it's not reciprocated.One look at me,&amp;nbsp;and you see someone&amp;nbsp;who appears to be strong.But trust me,&amp;nbsp;there are a thousand..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2024669/</link>
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			<title>To See You</title>
			<description>I see you watching meWatching my every moveI see youBut you don't see thatYou're hidden away in the shadowsJust like you have been for a very long timeI remember all those timesI felt eyes on meBut I always found comfort in knowingThey were your eyesWhat's funny is every time I felt your eyesI would..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2019012/</link>
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			<title>Banishing Everything Pretty</title>
			<description>I am selfishI can't seem to get enough of anythingI don't notice anythingI am selfishI hate and curse the cold when white specksare trying to make the world prettyThey stay for as long as they canYet I banish them as I run towards the doorEventually, they comply and leaveLeaving pools of tears behin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2017628/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Know (rewrite)</title>
			<description>I wasn't necessarily happy with how the original turned out, so here's a rewrite. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2012400/</link>
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			<title>To All The Chauvinistic D-Bags From Long Ago</title>
			<description>For International Women's Day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011410/</link>
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			<title>The Bikini</title>
			<description>Another product of a workshop
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011407/</link>
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			<title>Long Gone</title>
			<description>I can already feel us falling apart.&amp;nbsp;That gorgeous smile that made those blue eyestwinkle is gone.Where did it go? Where did we go?Look at me, don't you love me anymore?I want that smile back, I want to hear your storiesI want to feel your warm embraceWhere is the boy who would make me laughwhe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011405/</link>
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			<title>Too Long</title>
			<description>Another product of a writing workshop :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011403/</link>
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			<title>You Always Will</title>
			<description>Let's see if anyone can understand this haha
(Most that have heard this couldn't for some odd reason) XD</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011402/</link>
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			<title>What Time Is It?</title>
			<description>Do you know what time it is?The first time I asked, I was chased away&amp;nbsp;by the big, bad wolfBut I kept asking regardlessSometimes I get mom's best dessertOther times I end up asking the same questionagain and again because there was no one listening.Or maybe they didn't want to.What time is it?Fo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011398/</link>
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			<title>Friends With The Monster</title>
			<description>This is a narrative poem, typically not what I'd go for when I'm writing.
Let me know what you think. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2011395/</link>
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			<title>Bella Vista</title>
			<description>Another product of a writing workshop!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005582/</link>
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			<title>Remember</title>
			<description>I remember all those times we hadOur joyous and contagious laughter,Our long and ridiculous talks about nothingOur long and ridiculous talks about everythingI remember... do you?Do you remember?I also remember all the troubles we hadBut they were put behind usBecause we pulled each other through- li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005580/</link>
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			<title>The Delight of Failure</title>
			<description>I'm surrounded&amp;nbsp;by scrutinizing glaresThey have unclear identitiesUnclear intentionsI keep walking forward, butharsh whispers pull me ten steps backI try to keep going, ignore whoever hates meI don't see them, so surely they don't existThe eyes slowly disappearAnd in their place, green lipsSnarl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005578/</link>
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			<title>We Are Here</title>
			<description>I honestly don't know how I feel about this one :/</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005575/</link>
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			<title>Lucy</title>
			<description>This poem is another poem that is a result of a writing workshop. Hope you like it!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005573/</link>
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			<title>Escape</title>
			<description>This poem started off as a product of a writing workshop, but after a little fixing, I believe it is good enough to be published here. Let me know what you think. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005110/</link>
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			<title>I Don't Know</title>
			<description>I devoted this poem to a friend I lost in a car accident. This poem is still very rusty and some pointers to help polish it up would be greatly appreciated. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005106/</link>
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			<title>Variegated</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote for a competition at my school and it was focussed on the topic tolerance. I'm debating on this one so please roast the heck out of this if needed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005104/</link>
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			<title>Don't Cry</title>
			<description>This poem is about social anxiety. I understand the outcome in the poem isn't always the same for everybody, but I'm basing the poem off of my own experience. Hope you like :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ymarkos3/2005076/</link>
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