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			<title>A flash of empathy</title>
			<description>On stage, the performers stood exposed. Boiling emotion steaming through glowing skin and gleaming eyes in bodies otherwise composed. For a moment, their inner world connected directly to mine. A sudden flash of empathy revealing the storms within their mind. I felt the impending sense of doom and r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2064614/</link>
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			<title>On the shortness of life.</title>
			<description>I am nothing but dirt and life and sympathy. A lost cause burning luck. Casting a dying light in every direction to find in every inspection something worth an eternity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2063071/</link>
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			<title>The attention and the thinker.</title>
			<description>We&amp;rsquo;ve taken our thoughtsand strewn them up on wallsto burn permanently in people&amp;rsquo;s minds.We&amp;rsquo;ve taken our eyesand mounted them aboveto watch permanently our fragile lives.The attention and the thinkersolidified, weaponized,not formlessbut with nothing inside.A stilted conversation t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2051482/</link>
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			<title>To an elusive person.</title>
			<description>Your mind is a like diamondencrusted, walled city of doom.The financial and cultural capitalwith the trappings of every failed venture and dream.Your hands are like the desert sand.Milled, coarse grainweathering down everythingwithout a plan.Your eyes, razor sharptwin mountain peaks.&amp;nbsp;Glazed, un..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2050776/</link>
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			<title>Forced action.</title>
			<description>A poem about being forced to act with imperfect information.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2050774/</link>
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			<title>Waiting for inspritation.</title>
			<description>A playful, frustrated look at being at the mercy of your inner muse.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2043117/</link>
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			<title>Promise</title>
			<description>The idea of heaven, not as a generic paradise, but as a personalized world, shaped equally by your past failures, and successes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dsouzaman/2042912/</link>
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