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			<title>Create. Destroy. Recreate.</title>
			<description>Simply the bitter sweet mirror image of a savage.Electronically composing the idle tunes of the present I'm abandoningunfiltered conversations with my shadow's got me buckin upI'm goin from Nicotic to psychotic in a split second beat of a drumNow that's half a second split in two (NT)like the alter ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767436/</link>
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			<title>One Way Thinking of a King.</title>
			<description>Questions lead to write, right? and writting right can sometimes lead to wrongQuestion mark a love left turn leads back to questioning the right one in the first placewhich always seems to be LEFT alone.Right?Or Wrong?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767434/</link>
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			<title>emavlaS</title>
			<description>Daddy loves me.Daddy struck me.Mama woke me before my clock worked orange. She hummed a lovely telegram pullin back the nightmares my father had tattoed and scarred a broken home.But how much broker can a poorer child get when daddy charges fees with fists and opened hands.His singing destruction ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767429/</link>
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			<title>Halos On Fire</title>
			<description>She sang tunes with devil horns of laughter Tatted angel halos incognitoBelittled by true heavens glory(ful)gods,please save her from this story. Torture soothes disgrace of knowing nothing else but evil ways.Staring contest with the devil was a massacre he could've avoided.Reigning seven deadly sin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767428/</link>
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			<title>Ty</title>
			<description>Can you find the light within this fight?Between the usFrom the past to present of our future in this lust?You got me shocked hooked and always fiending.Always wanting.Always hoping.Causing you to swear I'm just provoking.Belittle our scheme for it was never intended. Through the laughs and the star..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767426/</link>
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			<title>My mental address equals madness</title>
			<description>I need a moment to catch up with my urges in motivation with my patience.I've misplaced myself like The Eiffel Tower on the moon.so what if we just sexted cuz my urges have been tested.Would it bring me any closer if I mentioned I'd be sober?never holding back from you (you you you)Cuz you've found ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767423/</link>
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			<title>Every Nothing</title>
			<description>We met Chicano style because it was the image that moved meyet you dont simply understand that i aint trying to hold your handthe attempt to reassert the combination of us twococealing our feelings in madness and careless romancesbut we share a story of burning autumn suns that run through the veins..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nico%28Z%29/767124/</link>
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			<title>Highest Rise</title>
			<description>Sol</description>
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