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			<title>riveted</title>
			<description>rip my heart from out my chesti need the pain, you know it best.it feels like love, like memory, and this is what you give to me.&amp;nbsp;caress my mind with sweetest kiss,never felt in love like this.take my thoughts and twist them hard,you will be my only star.&amp;nbsp;precious viole..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MsFrazier/768334/</link>
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			<title>He</title>
			<description>cold black stonegleaming in dark brightlight of the worldand so alone...&amp;nbsp;the flames rendthe flesh from fleshand shestumbles again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MsFrazier/767808/</link>
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			<title>Blissful Flame</title>
			<description>new candle's first glow hypnotizethe light begins at once to growdramatizethe heat intense, it burns too highmesmerizeand now its time to say goodbyegirl cries&amp;nbsp;blast the flames heat burns andshe writhes in agonymisery, epiphany, romance.&amp;nbsp;she loves, she loves, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MsFrazier/767158/</link>
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			<title>dragon spirit</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my soul that seeks my soul</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MsFrazier/764246/</link>
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			<title>madness</title>
			<description>When considering the depthof aloneand the reasonrhyme flies awayand an ache is left that cannot be borne&amp;nbsp;Stringent fumes echo in the dawn lightchoking out all beauty but only for an instantas the sparrow diesit cannot but be beautiful</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MsFrazier/761143/</link>
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			<title>fourth of July</title>
			<description>They don't ask me why.The rocket's red glare and yellow and greenfly through the dim, the dark, the unseenand the laughter and delightthrough the darkness of nightdon't question the reason of it all.&amp;nbsp;The brightness of eyesthe smile never dies and they dance and they play in th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MsFrazier/759283/</link>
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