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			<title>I Bet You Don't Understand</title>
			<description>I wrote this as a project for the mental health unit in my health class this year. This poem really hits home for me as I happen to know a thing or two about depression.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1699012/</link>
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			<title>A Mind</title>
			<description>A mind is like a glass window,it can take time and break away with age.Or with many over played thoughtsconstantlytaptaptapping!It can be shattered,just like that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1402764/</link>
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			<title>Today's Education</title>
			<description>Literally all of my anger towards today's public school systems written in rhyming stanzas.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1389972/</link>
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			<title>To My Father</title>
			<description>A poem that I wrote for my father for father's day &amp; I'm proud to say it brought tears to his eyes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1389372/</link>
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			<title>Voices</title>
			<description>It's 3 AM And I'm tiredMy mom says &quot;insomnia&quot;But my mind says differentAnd every night when I lay down, tiredThe voices in my head scare me awakeAnd taunt meUntil 3 AM.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1292770/</link>
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			<title>I Am Ashamed</title>
			<description>Society is what we made of it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1256851/</link>
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			<title>All In One</title>
			<description>I'm taking a new interest in free verse poems and I think I'll be writing more soon so a lot will most likely be up soon! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1255202/</link>
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			<title>Sleep</title>
			<description>No stressNo worriesNo priorities No problemsA drugFor the weakenedA codependent  For the addictedA highFor the blazedTirednessIs much more than a feelingIt's a deepened craze, an emotionWe crave itWe depend on just one little thing To remove us from such situation..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1254829/</link>
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			<title>Liar.</title>
			<description>Just another poem that I was suddenly inspired to write. It's not about me, or how I feel, I just wanted to write a poem that relates to others who may have been lied to or hurt in this fashion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibabybite/1048143/</link>
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			<title>Am I?</title>
			<description>A poem.</description>
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