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			<title>Lotus Flower</title>
			<description> It was a foggy afternoon in the Amazon jungle. Dr. Michael, an award-winner botanist, was in a search for a rare lotus flower that he believed can cure Alzheimers, he was with a 4 man team. Dr. Raven, specialized in expeditions, Dr. Gilmo, specialized in weaponry, and Dr. Morrs, specialized in cart..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattCabazal/2052285/</link>
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			<title>Death is fired</title>
			<description>&quot;Death is retiring and needs to find a replacement for the job.&quot; says the boss of human ideology.Death is someone whom we feared for years, whom we tried to avoid our whole entire life because that is his job, to literally keep us alive. He saved us from almost everything because just the though..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattCabazal/2050090/</link>
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			<title>Leave them alone</title>
			<description>        A bloody girl bleeds the headlines again. The act of forxing someone on engaging in physical intercourse does not seem to break the ice anymore. Why is that? Because we think that rape is the victim's fault, that they gave motivation to cause a bad intention by these disgusting fools, why ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattCabazal/2048204/</link>
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			<title>I wonder</title>
			<description>I WonderWhen I grow up and fail in life,I wonder if there will still be light.Will April still march November?Like dreams; forgotten forever.Will I ever see the blue skyWith all these towers of papers?Can both my broken wings still fly?Like an innocent man in death row.When I..</description>
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			<title>Rattle Snake</title>
			<description>It was a rusty afternoon in the idle town of Texas, dust made the wind roughly kiss the silky skin of the horse and the sun kept the cacti green. Then came the presence of Bill Wesley wearing a fine calfskin boots entering a bar full of old timers with their Magnums and Winchesters spinning around t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MattCabazal/2046676/</link>
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			<title>Going South</title>
			<description>It's a poem about a man having feelings for a girl in the club.</description>
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