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		<description>The original writings of author Carla</description>
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			<title>The 'L' Word</title>
			<description>This isn't exactly a poem, more of a vignette, but it was fun to write.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2167773/</link>
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			<title>Love is a Social Construct</title>
			<description>Honestly, these aren't my personal views or experiences on love, but it was a challenge given by a friend, so there you go.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2147533/</link>
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			<title>The River is Rising</title>
			<description>The river rises,Raising its sizes,Swallowing us whole,The land is its coal.Its fuel is our fear,When the river comes near,We get into gear,And we won't stay here.We fear the river,As it sends a shiver,Down our spines,As we get into lines.We're ready to march,Hoping it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2063023/</link>
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			<title>Kite</title>
			<description>KiteFree to fly,But on a string,Like a bird,With a broken wing.Decorated with bows,Hiding the pain,Wishing that this life,Was just a game.Being dragged around,Everywhere you go,&quot;Where to next?&quot;I don't know.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2056224/</link>
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			<title>Perfection is a Dream</title>
			<description>&quot;I want to be perfect,&quot;I once had said,But, I didn't know that,These words are bled.I now know,I was a young fool,Perfection is a dream,To us, 'tis cruel.I wanted to be a princess,Down when I was five,&quot;Princesses are perfect,&quot;And that was my strive.I now know,What I want to do,I want to write,My fee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2053430/</link>
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			<title>Birthdays.</title>
			<description>It's another year,You're older by 365 days,That's cool, it's pretty clear,But no need to go to parties or plays.A small gathering, invite a few guests,Guardians insist on getting prepared,Everyone showed up, looking their bests,But at the end of the night, what you wore, no one cared.Let's go to the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2051840/</link>
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			<title>A Forest Before Me</title>
			<description>The trees stand before me,Like a crowd of men,A jury of wooden minds,Facing me again.Unknowing of the consequences,Of my actions&amp;rsquo; reply,These trees are the gates,To the forest&amp;rsquo;s eye.A whole journey ahead,And I shall trek on,I shall take the chance,Before it is gone.Take that chance,Take ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Carla105/2051832/</link>
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