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			<title>Tuesdays</title>
			<description>Not going to lie guys, I don't think this is that good. However, it's hard for me to write about the good things in my life. I hope to redraft this and give it meat some day. 13/300</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2769542/</link>
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			<title>I Wish I Paid Attention</title>
			<description>This is a rough first draft, as are all my other poems. There are some edits I want to make eventually, but this is what I wanted to share at this moment. I hope you enjoy! 12/300</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2769397/</link>
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			<title>My Chicken Sandwich</title>
			<description>This is an interesting flashback poem. I hope you enjoy it. Not sure if what I was going for worked. I hope you enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2769389/</link>
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			<title>Zigs</title>
			<description>This is a letter to me poem. I'm writing back to myself when I was eight. It's a core memory that burns images in my brain to this day: crying on my grandparent's floor, realizing life. 10/300</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2769317/</link>
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			<title>It's Not Your Fault</title>
			<description>9/300. This could very much be triggering. I circled through the different things that can torture my mind at night. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768566/</link>
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			<title>Recovery + Vulnerability = The Real Me</title>
			<description>8/300. This prompt was difficult because I had to involve math equations. I think it worked out. I explored my childhood walks to cope with my fading mental health. Enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768564/</link>
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			<title>The Soft Whispers of Recovery</title>
			<description>7/300. I went with a different style. aabba, ccddc, eeffe, gg. I know I learned it from some form of sonnet, but I only stole the rhyme scheme. I hope you enjoy the piece!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768557/</link>
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			<title>The Honest Prayer of an Exvangelical</title>
			<description>This is poem 6 in my series of 300. In this poem, I try to bring you into the spiritual overstepping and harm that I experienced through very specific individuals.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768556/</link>
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			<title>Omaha</title>
			<description>This is #5 of 300 in my series. The topic was to rename my hometown. It became a great time to reflect on my life here and the feelings that come up whenever I drive by different places.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768483/</link>
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			<title>Dear Future Me</title>
			<description>This is poem 4 out of my 300 poem series. This is a letter to myself in the future, but it is more so a reflection on my obsession and self-hatred of my weaknesses.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768482/</link>
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			<title>The Unknown Hero of an Eight-Year-Old Boy that Remained Silent</title>
			<description>This is poem 3 of 300 in my 300 poems series. This is about my discovery of my biological dad's first name, and me meeting my great grandmother and great uncle. Perhaps it's real. Maybe fantasy...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768480/</link>
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			<title>Brandon, Did You Know?</title>
			<description>A vivid retelling of my experience as a minor being groomed and molested. May be triggering for readers. This is poem 2 out of my 300 poems project.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768479/</link>
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			<title>The Empty To-Do List</title>
			<description>Based on the 300 word prompt book. Question One: What is your favorite way to spend a lazy day?
I ponder my struggles with workaholism, a compulsion to work and accomplish things.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/edelesz664/2768473/</link>
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