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			<title>Out of touch</title>
			<description>Little boy locked upWalled in by insecuritieschained down by his own masochist proclivitiestoo blinded by the darknessto see himself in the honestThe coldness of the air Is a little more then one should bearand the dirt floorbrings more confort then the few once adored</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2782569/</link>
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			<title>Fiction</title>
			<description>Freeform</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2151648/</link>
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			<title>Grandfather</title>
			<description>watching grandfather againjust waiting for him to come full circlehis voice swings like a pendulumresonating on the approaching hourit is at hand, the security&amp;nbsp; the smell old ceder is so sedatingand the ringing so deafeninggrandfather come full circle once moremake me whole again, I need to rem..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2145628/</link>
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			<title>Pe'ahi</title>
			<description>The emotions are risinglike an unbreakable waveit is reaching its peakdo I dare to be brave?I've tried to surf&amp;nbsp; this beforealways knocked right back to the shoreswimming against the currents seems counter productiveso I'm searching for a flow that's more constructivecause drowning is no way to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2145038/</link>
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			<title>Atavism</title>
			<description>we paint a picture with dull colorschoking on the paint fumesa dream piece turns into an nightmarethe time swings on its pendulum &amp;nbsp;the coming of judgementstaring into the light there was no vision to our sightA insight, we choose to live without passionno tears of joy nor sorrowunconsciously gi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144670/</link>
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			<title>Nostalgia</title>
			<description>locked in his mindlistening to his own echosbounce off the wallshe'd built up around himwas trying to keep the world outmust have left a crack somewheresunlight coming throughit makes him unconformable his hands are getting shaky againcan't hold the shovel steadyto dig a deeper hole for himselfhe ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144238/</link>
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			<title>Revision</title>
			<description>my attempt at trying to turn a journal entry into a poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144134/</link>
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			<title>Regret</title>
			<description>I've lost itthe emotiontried searchingtoo far gonebacked up against a wallin chains againmind racing , panickingonly freed for a momentair was invigoratingwishing I never had a glace </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144017/</link>
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			<title>clarity</title>
			<description>It's at your lowest and darkest pointthat your find your true friendsthey'll be the ones holding the torchto guild you out&amp;nbsp; give you clean water to drink a ear to listena voice for positive criticismand eyes for healthy insightthose who I thought were my friends were vulturescircling a corpse b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144016/</link>
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			<title>caged</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I wished I was more honest with you.&amp;nbsp;I valued your innocence and naivety. &amp;nbsp;When I think back to it I feel that was to my benefit. &amp;nbsp;Doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean I didn&amp;rsquo;t love you, but maybe some of my intentions weren&amp;rsquo;t pure.&amp;nbsp;I know you cared and wanted grow, but the idea ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144015/</link>
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			<title>12 steps</title>
			<description>if I take this journeyI risk getting lostbut I may stumble upon a pathnever walked beforeif I become too wearywill find a stone to rest upon?or will I carry on with my blooded feetwhen I come upon that old bridgewill I dare walk along it's broken planks?or will I find another way too crosswhat new d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144014/</link>
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			<title>Canvas</title>
			<description>life is a true work of artapart from it&amp;rsquo;s imperfections its mystique never lessensThe touch of the wind on my skinreminds me to search for clarityin moment&amp;rsquo;s of uncertaintywatching sunbeams dancearound whirling leavesclouds floating like unrestrained dreamsI finally com..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jjheyward/2144012/</link>
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