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			<title>XVIII</title>
			<description>His whiskey eyes reflect the constellations of a clear night skyAnd he promises on his wine,&amp;nbsp;&quot;Some day, sweet child, this planet that's been troubling you&amp;nbsp;Will be aligned with its' others&quot;.Humanity will mean unity, and if this is proven untrue&amp;nbsp;Then let me be&amp;nbsp;damned, for I'd only ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/813389/</link>
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			<title>Dream Woman</title>
			<description>Life's been dreaming meAnd I've been thieving the time&amp;nbsp;Of those&amp;nbsp;passersbyAnd when they wake up,They'll rustle&amp;nbsp;With their bed sheetsAnd search for my&amp;nbsp;Cold handsBut I've been a dying dreamAnd I ain't gonna die with you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/808840/</link>
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			<title>Highway Hymns </title>
			<description>Wherever we end up driftingI can't help but grow&amp;nbsp;Uncomfortable, and coldWhen I see steel bars surrounding the windows of&amp;nbsp;Any particular school building.The education system has grown into a prison&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;convicts, the childrenThese rolling hills have not brought me a vast amount of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/807937/</link>
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			<title>Coat Hanger</title>
			<description>That baby you dreamed-up in my womb has been dying&amp;nbsp;He wants his father's name, and he's been cryingBeen kicking me when I lay sleepless next to youThinking of something cheapLike some two-bit&amp;nbsp;engagement&amp;nbsp;ring that you used twiceThinking of something cheapLike bent wire hanging onto my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/804294/</link>
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			<title>Life is Made From Glass</title>
			<description>These dreams have been intruding meLike a stranger in the night whoTrespasses through the cracks in the door&amp;nbsp;Ain't got nothing less of an intention to hurt meLying there loose, but my mind's stiff with&amp;nbsp;Guilt that I couldn't be the one to save you&amp;nbsp;From being another stain on a surgery ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/804279/</link>
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			<title>Dirt Dreams</title>
			<description>And these simple times&amp;nbsp;Spent sparing lights on the ceiling&amp;nbsp;Got me spending nickles on the movement of complicationRe-write these books I've been reading, where the author dies for a causeI haven't seen a change since I've been livingAnd I've been planting seeds in the cracksof the asphalt ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/803548/</link>
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			<title>7/11 American Blues</title>
			<description>Counting on those dreamers I've seen walkingThose heads all got a bedBut I ain't bending for a broken systemWhere self-worth isn't determined by your amount of&amp;nbsp;integrityTruth ain't got me where I need to beI need hard cash to buy for my needsAnd that silver gets hot when clanking in my jeansI k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/803518/</link>
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			<title>Ghoul Yard</title>
			<description>Ghoul YardTwisted anklesBent bleeding thisLast SundaySpent feedingThem demonsLingering behindDirty doorsI'd rather them beKept lockedThank youYou can keepThose closetsClosedThey kept rattling the barsOn my windowsAnd they heldMe downUntil I hit the townUntil I split, crossed these eyesKnocked those ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/803332/</link>
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			<title>Dictionary Definition</title>
			<description>You say remorse got you sedatedWake up faded, fractions of last night lay inPieces, you got reasons to gain new perspectiveWoman have been waiting at your doorAnd that count keeps climbingYou got time to define your love for meIn perfect words and sensible dictionBut when friction comes into playThe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/802807/</link>
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			<title>Liquor Money</title>
			<description>Poison tastes good when you've swallowed it beforeAnd if it burns, don't let it hurtAnd if it works, then let it runAnd if it needs to be, then get it done.Couch-bound, rewind what reality I've been demanding&amp;nbsp;And when I see your sleepy eyes I am reminded of the sands of timeBrandy been balancin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/802750/</link>
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			<title>Newsprint People</title>
			<description>And we've been smacking that speed like crazyDemanding new directionsDrug down, hung aroundDowntown, done nothing worth regrettingMain headingWritten on the news paperGot our names and birth dates,&amp;nbsp;licence&amp;nbsp;platesRegistration, please&amp;nbsp;You got me all wrong I say&amp;nbsp;hesitantly&amp;nbsp;But ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/802745/</link>
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			<title>Spitting about Love</title>
			<description>It ain't pain-staking&amp;nbsp;Keeping me awake, but know you've got me contemplatingIf it's worth hesitatingto fall in love whole-hearted,If I can wake up cold bloodedTrue loving, back tracking and wrist crackingBeen tipping bottles&amp;nbsp;Smooth stackingBut arguments are heatedAnd the brain gets bentIt ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/802734/</link>
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			<title>Bible Beating</title>
			<description>I've been thinking IShould hear those sweet voicesOf God, but I've been&amp;nbsp;choice-less&amp;nbsp;As to how I create the worldBeen tearing out pages of the bibleBut I've been spun out, listening to lyrics.Plain truth,The world has been shaping meAnd it's plain to see that I ain't been involved in produc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SmallSeed/802717/</link>
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