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			<title>Change</title>
			<description>It's amazing how one can changeSingle wordsOne-linersNow I speak in full sentencesMore wordsHome-driversI don't hurt or hateI just strive to changeCourageIt's my claimI still use single wordsBut not so muchI use them as accentsAnd not as crutches to carry onHow can I tell someone to change and be tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/1352358/</link>
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			<title>Courage</title>
			<description>Don't you just wantto simply feelthat every songthat you've just feltIn every waythat it's music entered your lifein the most natural wayso your heart could sing the wordsyou sometimes just cant say?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/1352349/</link>
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			<title>Night Before Christmas</title>
			<description>This is pretty self-explanatory.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/1094846/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>I posted this on my blog the other day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/976466/</link>
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			<title>Sensuously</title>
			<description>My lips touch on your soft skinsearching with wantingthe heat for the thrive upon.My fingertips dance andmelodiously trippleacross the supple shouldersand dig into the strong back.The bodies twined and meldmoving fasterand fasterfaster faster!faster!!and the breathing slows.A withstanding heat.Both ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/976456/</link>
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			<title>Friend</title>
			<description>I saw a friend yesterday that I hadn't seen in three years.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/976454/</link>
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			<title>Salem</title>
			<description>A recounting from the Salem Witch Trials</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/838201/</link>
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			<title>Suddenly</title>
			<description>IntenselyFerventlyWith a rushA fevered brow sweatsThe quickest typeThe fastest writeInspiredYou feel a chillWarmth rushes overListenListenHear silenceCallingCalmingInto restOf what wasSuddenly</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/831447/</link>
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			<title>Contrary</title>
			<description>Forget glittering midnight blueDive into my fiery depthsTrust me, words ringed in truthLies dive asunder of me, yesWhen the thoughts become of youThe downpour is deafeningThe thunder is silentThis dry spell we're inMan, this is contradictionFeel the power withinNow say it again..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/831444/</link>
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			<title>A Story</title>
			<description>AloneWords are never aloneFor they are wordsThey never leaveThey are always togetherEven a single wordIt's not aloneFor it has letters with itI livedI criedI sufferedI liedThe pains that were so unbearableI bore themI embraced themI loved themBecause I didn't want to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/829040/</link>
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			<title>Falling Up</title>
			<description>I fell.I fell so far down.I knew that I would die if I hit bottom.So I waited.Waited.I waited.And I knew that the end would be soon.And I waited.Waited.I did wait.Then I opened my eyes.I saw nothing.Until I saw light.I saw blue.I saw clouds.I saw the sun.I saw stars...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/829031/</link>
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			<title>The Truth</title>
			<description>Open and warm&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;swimming eyesDrinking in colors&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and memory's memoriesWaking to the sweet after-taste&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Accepting not changing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RowanStorm/821726/</link>
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