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			<title>Honey</title>
			<description>Hair thicker than a forest,dark and brown and absolutely gorgeous.The freckle on your cheek &amp;amp; your crinkled nose when you laugh,the smile that tempts me to forget all about my past.The reasons I adore you are endless,just like time when I am with you.Your courage, your strength, and your kindnes..</description>
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			<title>Snow Angel</title>
			<description>Here in Minnesota winter is starting to set in as well as season depression for many. This piece is about winter love, an attempt to brighten some spirits during this time of year.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaxLeo/2758899/</link>
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			<title>In her dreams</title>
			<description>She closes her eyes,&amp;nbsp;heavy from the efforts of making it through another day..Beneath her fluttering eyelids,&amp;nbsp;her mind begins to play.&amp;nbsp;She dreams of a time, not so far away,&amp;nbsp;where the sun shines more than the clouds hovera time when she's excited to explore the adventures of the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaxLeo/2758894/</link>
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			<title>A Letter To My Future Self</title>
			<description>     Hey you, it's me.&amp;nbsp;	&amp;nbsp;I know you already know how I'm doing, I'm sorry we're going through the dark place again. How are you? Did you find the motivation to shower today? I've been avoiding my laundry for weeks, I just can't make myself do it. But I made a meal today. I mean a real meal..</description>
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