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			<title>No One</title>
			<description>This is a simple poem&amp;mdash; no edits whatsoever. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cassandrarvlo/2465332/</link>
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			<title>Save Me</title>
			<description>A haiku that I wrote when I woke up from a terrible dream.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cassandrarvlo/2136195/</link>
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			<title>Attic of an Abandoned House</title>
			<description>Juanita envisioned this as her haven, but she mever knew that life could also corrupt her mental being.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cassandrarvlo/2127479/</link>
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			<title>Reality of Dreams</title>
			<description>I woke up on a bright Monday morning, the sun beaming at me. I pushed my comforter away from my chest, on to my knees, and put my feet on the carpeted floor of the room. I slipped my gray, furry slippers on and headed my way towards the bathroom. I rinsed myself with the freezing cold water and pour..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cassandrarvlo/2123509/</link>
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			<title>Flying With One Wing</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;My friendused to teach other birds how to fly. Almost everyday, I would meet her at theend of the rope, by the bay, to ask her about her techniques in flying. Shewould always tell me how to fly with one wing. You only have to close your eyesand leap! I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be scared of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cassandrarvlo/2122229/</link>
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			<title>Burning Casket</title>
			<description>Tonight&amp;rsquo;s gown is wearing a smile that gives me shivers down my spineHeaving the defunct soul out of its own nestExhilarating the unseenFussing from nervousness and jumping to conclusionsIn this moment, will you take the questions?Gory details plunging down into one statement,&amp;ld..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cassandrarvlo/2120238/</link>
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