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			<title>Heat</title>
			<description>It's hot outsideHow draining the sun can beSolar powered dehydrationBurns the life out of me.Blisters on my backBurns on my feetSweat in my eyes Drained from the heatMy hometown is coldThis place is notUsed to yearly snowBut this place is too hot.A mile seems like ten..</description>
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			<title>Dancing with Words</title>
			<description>Ghosts in golden silk.Clouds as white as milk.Energy reflecting mirrors,And pearls from a pond.Fire diamonds from outer spaceA materialistic bond.Your voice inside your head,As you read these sticky words,Is it crying out sounds of war?Or singing like small birds?A state of mind..</description>
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			<title>Air</title>
			<description>Air flowsLike no one knowsThe Gemini TwinsWrapped in bows.The real gift is the present,The pain is from the past.Let go of the hatred,The misery will not last.Every day's a blessing.Even this f*****g one.Tomorrow will bring sunflowersToday's pain will be done.Yesterday was fl..</description>
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			<title>Hindrance</title>
			<description>Thoughts come and goLike they are right nowI need not stop and thinkFor my brain does that for meWhile my thumbs do the restTapping my phoneBackspacing the typosKeeping it rolling likeWaves on the beachWhere I was raised.The salt in the airThe sand in my hair.Fires that burn ..</description>
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			<title>Reflections</title>
			<description>Beautifully disgusting.Handsomely robust.Dying to live inside,Premature death's a must.But if what people keep saying,Is true as truth can be.Then maybe life's worth living.Nasty centipedes.Violent feathers ruffling,Moving coast to coast.It's not happiness I'm afterIt's the pai..</description>
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			<title>Blue Glade</title>
			<description>Green grass,Cool, fresh air.That's where I want to be.Somewhere nice and quiet,Somewhere judgement free.Worries don't existBut magic surely does.Guns, drugs and war,All something that was.Now take me to this place, Where I am not meI'm here I'm there I'm everywhereYou simply ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dmw95/2030396/</link>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>Temples in the forestFeel me please, I'm dying.Tell me everything's okayPlease stop your crying.Forever afraid, but couragous as a lion.Fearful of tomorrow's dayConquering yesterday's tomorrow.Are we afraid or are we fearlessDoes she wear a cute sun dress? The tingling in my armM..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dmw95/2030395/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts</title>
			<description>You are not my enemy,You are not my friend,You're a peaceful dark thoughtThat makes all of this end.You make me fall,When I want to stand.Like my life is a sentenceThat ends with and.An everyday part of life,Like a mental health disorderMy streak of good daysGet shorter and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dmw95/2030393/</link>
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			<title>Poison</title>
			<description>Challenge a wall bare handed;Broken bones and catacombs.Won't take long, if you do me wrong.Train, plane, bus or car;No matter how far.Poison yourself and die,The world won't wonder why.You did this to yourself,It's your family that will cry.When you're gone it'll be okay.Peopl..</description>
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