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			<title>I hope you are happy (version 2)</title>
			<description>I hope you are happywith your truth and the consequenceof your pride and jealousy;she is, and always will bea poor substitutea pale versiona safe alternative.Dull of wit and of interestno hint of seductive desirenone of that which you cravedso desperately from me.I imagine ..</description>
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			<title>I hope you are happy</title>
			<description>I hope you are happywith what you and I both knowto be your truth and consequenceof your pride and jealousy;She is, and always will be,a poor substitute,a pale version,a safe alternative.Dull of wit and of interest,not a hint of seductive desire,none of that which you had craved..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gwenhyvar/2016896/</link>
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			<title>Solitary night</title>
			<description>Solitary night tears of dissatisfaction choking on memories a torrent as the dark presses in Searching, seeking the long-awaited slumber of each miserable, useless regret of yesterday Yet, afraid to face the uncertainty of tomorrow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gwenhyvar/2014751/</link>
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			<title>She beheld her Grace</title>
			<description>Before his love,she had been afraidbefore his touch,she had been ashamedMirrored in a gaze,stormy blueshe beheld her Grace,in clear viewHe awoke in her a songlong repressed, so naturalthen a dance, demanding ravewith beauty, raw and sensual&amp;nbsp;He made her feel safe in love,to yield to body and voi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gwenhyvar/2012702/</link>
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			<title>It's getting harder...</title>
			<description>It's getting harder to rememberwhat I was like&amp;nbsp;before I was damaged;before you tore me openand forced your darkness in.I have tried to get it outby opening my skinbut there is always moreleft deep within.</description>
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