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		<description>The original writings of author mika !!</description>
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			<title>survival 2.0</title>
			<description>a warrior, alive, bruised, mutilated.the swords his teeth, and he&amp;nbsp; h u n g e r sfor the violence, the pain, the nectar, of a storm. he is a warrior;&amp;nbsp; he is rage. </description>
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			<title>heart</title>
			<description>the dark temple i call my heartwhere the flowers bloomi'm flesh and bloodyou are here???? is love&amp;nbsp;the dark temple i call my heart     </description>
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			<title>king rat</title>
			<description>the rock walls of the basement stink with mold,tiny passageways of the space between the stonesfilled of snakes and beetles, your best friends.the rotting coyote is nestled in a home ofbeer cans and twinkie wrappers, cold andutterly forgiving.maggots squirm quietly over the fur, andyou, the rat, are..</description>
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			<title>art thou</title>
			<description>are you the mute dog caught under the porchof an age old house surrounded by trees,found years later mummified with skin tight to bone,dusty throat raw from your desperate howlsthat were never to be answered or even heard?are you the dried up newspaper, crumblingat the creases with fading print and ..</description>
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			<title>remember</title>
			<description>in the grand tapestry of our daysit's memory's tendrils that forever risea story that weaves the past into nowto remind us how to breathe, to kiss, to live</description>
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			<title>passion</title>
			<description>eyes locked in an intimate connectionthe dance of souls unfurls in tender embraceunspoken words convey my minds devotionsilent conversations, profound affection</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ex0/2877250/</link>
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			<title>roots</title>
			<description>hushed contemplationminds intertwined like brancheswavering in thought</description>
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			<title>survival</title>
			<description>i am a warrior, alive, bruised, mutilated.my swords are my teeth, and i&amp;nbsp; h u n g e rfor the violence, the pain,the nectar of a stormi am a warrior&amp;nbsp;i rage before you</description>
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