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			<title>How it Must Be</title>
			<description>The tragic tale of my love life. Literally.</description>
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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>Its inevitable&amp;nbsp;Things have to changeYou know it in your heartYour mindBut it isn't something you are fully ready forYou can't be fully ready forIt's just something that happens naturallyWhether&amp;nbsp;anyone wants it to or notJust like every season&amp;nbsp;Moments, people will never be the sameThey ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Selene_121/799704/</link>
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			<title>Nature's Magic</title>
			<description>Sometimes I wish so much that I could just lay outside for hours listening to the pitter patter of rain as the birds would sing in their nests. In that state, when everything is quiet besides the rustling of the trees and God's tiny creatures, I would always seem to find more of myself then any othe..</description>
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			<title>Greatest Creation</title>
			<description>I love writing when it's raining outside. I always feel an inspiration going on in my head and then the need to write becomes great. I hope you guys enjoy it!Some people believeGod's greatest gifts are the treesThey grow so tall, so highReaching buildings, cliffs, and skyI wish I could say they are ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Selene_121/797758/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>I figured I would write a poem about something many, if not all, could relate to. I was always a girl who dreamed and fantasized when she should have been doing something else. I really miss these times...Do you remember a timeWhen the eldest sibling seemed old?The sky was filled with dancing animal..</description>
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			<title>Serenity in the Night</title>
			<description>Randomness with beauty. </description>
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