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		<description>The original writings of author Awz</description>
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			<title>Haunted</title>
			<description>Better off dead,For I am aware of my eternal loneliness,Better off dead,Because all too well do I know this loneliness,Better off deadFor comparison to others haunts me,Better off dead,For ever endeavour in my life fails meOr rather I fail&amp;nbsp; it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2023995/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>I'm Broken,And with my smoking,And throat choking,I have the thought that life is joking,For I am but a child,That is time not wild,My cold feet on the floor that is tiled,I know myself to be mild</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2023982/</link>
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			<title>Proposal to Rurpose</title>
			<description>Why does it.feel like I have let the whole world down,Have I deceived myself into thinking I have a greater purpose,,Or have I become aware of my purpose,For I have been here and there and everywhere but,I have not moved</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2023842/</link>
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			<title>Answer</title>
			<description>Carpe Diem, Carpe DiemTwo words which escape me,They escape the presence of my soul,They do not allow my being,My presence to live in the present,The MomentA QuestionNo answer</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2022812/</link>
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			<title>iron Maiden</title>
			<description>Life makes no sense to me,An enigma that escapes my eyes,Forever the plethora of being,Is like an ongoing presence,With an iron maiden,That shows me no love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2022496/</link>
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			<title>Nothing</title>
			<description>I'm not gonna make it,
And I'm okay with that,
I am nothing special,
I am nothing amazing,
I am nothing extraordinary,
I am nothing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2022465/</link>
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			<title>Connection</title>
			<description>It seems like there is no end in sight,A struggle with all I come across,I know nothing,But I know everything is connected,What do I do with this revelation,I know nothing,But all is one,From one connection to another,&amp;nbsp;despite the illusions of space and time</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2022464/</link>
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			<title>Carpe Diem</title>
			<description>Carpe Diem, Carpe DiemTwo words which escape meThey escape the presence of my soulThey do not allow my beingMy presence to live in the momentThe momentA questionNo answer</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Awz/2022227/</link>
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