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		<title>Bob Dobbs | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Bob Dobbs</description>
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			<title>Goddess Nanna/Sin</title>
			<description>EnchantedNannaWashover our naked bodies while were entangled within our sticky embrace Ourbodies pulsate under her ancient alluring gazePushingdeeper and harderHerpale caress igniting our primal lustsMouthsopen and gaspingExploringevery curve and crevice of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/1190247/</link>
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			<title>Remnants left</title>
			<description>Leftafter birth&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip;Umbilicalcord cut and stitches remainAlife spent trying to return to the wombItwas not a choice&amp;nbsp;Leftafter sex&amp;hellip;..Hotsticky stained cotton sheetsSweatyfertility wet on the tip of my wondering tongueNowthe ci..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/1161471/</link>
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			<title>Leaving Today</title>
			<description>I wouldrather live in the top of a treeSomeplace where my spirit feels freeAndmaybe we&amp;rsquo;ll see each other someday againUntilthen just don&amp;rsquo;t worry about me friendI triedto make coincide with all the things in my lifeButthe forest wept too hard for me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/1160916/</link>
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			<title>At This Moment</title>
			<description>Iget high and lose the motivation to speakIwake in the morning and wonder if I was ever asleepI don&amp;rsquo;teven existIam a figment of your imaginationIstumble through these streets and disappear with my back to the windIam the government let loose in the vibration..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/1160871/</link>
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			<title>Cosmic Overtones</title>
			<description>stream of Consciousness. Copy write like all my other stuff</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/1150200/</link>
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			<title>What did you expect?</title>
			<description>No wonder we take drugsInfect our veins with that shitHate and kill one anotherClicks and crewsWhos got what?This place is not conductive to the way we really areRules, thats not meWe conform to this plastic environmentHow can you expect a captive man to be cool with this shitAct right and not flip ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/970579/</link>
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			<title>Cant find the words</title>
			<description>Classism is the new diseaseI grew up with youbut were programmed to hate each other in a certain wayI know this has been said and its drab boringlets make it completeI grew up with killers, drugs, fiends, low bottomI dont know whats it like to be blackI couldnt, I never walked in another mans shoesI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/970574/</link>
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			<title>Take your Turn</title>
			<description>We manufacture these bombs and these gunsAnd to silence our children we give them drugsEverything that we do nowWill come back to haunt us somehowThe constantly consuming war machinefeeding off material wealth and greedWhen will we wake and seeWhat we are doingAnd now we've all chose our sidesWhile ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/968115/</link>
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			<title>Like Jim Carol</title>
			<description>Lets talk about deathShe killed her mom with a knife cause she was feeling the hurtHe was young and could do all the bags at onceTwelve others like thatAccidents, vehicular, three like thatHung himself with a beltInhalants, get some drugs kidKnew the game, took too much to fastMore ODs and moms at t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/801783/</link>
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			<title>Its Something</title>
			<description>Its the caffeine, the opiates, the nicotineThe toxins flowing through my bloodstreamIts my dreams that scream erupting while asleepIts the police and the war on the streetStarving while others throw away what they dont eatIts the bombs and guns, the corporate thugs and the lack of loveIts the smog a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/799162/</link>
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			<title>My Dream</title>
			<description>Once I thought I was a dreamBut it was just my lifeI thought myself into existenceJust an ancient whisper undefinedMaybe I just forgotBut my scars bear witness and tell the storyI couldn't make this s**t up</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/799161/</link>
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			<title>Caffinated conversations and Cancer</title>
			<description>Just read it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/799160/</link>
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			<title>Ghosts of My Heroes </title>
			<description>Writing is a dying art form, the world has become overly PC obsessed and real individualism is lost. Like Kerouac, the only ones for me are the mad ones.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/797857/</link>
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			<title>Affliction</title>
			<description>A new one that addresses the maladaptive social trend Ive seen planting its infecting roots in modern life, people not caring about anybody but themselves and treating each other like dogs.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Shawn-douglass/797584/</link>
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