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		<description>The original writings of author BrotherJackman</description>
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			<title>What I Wanted To Say... Yet Didn't</title>
			<description>It went through my head and I typed it all out on my phone... I almost hit send. But then I asked &quot;Why did say that? Why did those words cross my mind?&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/922436/</link>
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			<title>How it used to be.</title>
			<description>&quot;It's my fault! It's all my fault,&quot; she screamed at herself. The tears that she tried so desparately to hold back finally started to well up in her eyes along with all the pain she had been keeping inside of her. One fell, then the second, then they all started to roll softly down her face that she ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/902866/</link>
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			<title>Not even sticks and stones</title>
			<description>You can't do it.Your worthless.We don't love you a bit.Your a mess.&amp;nbsp;Watch me, I CAN!Get out of my face.I'm not the one who ran, from every fight.I don't need to use you as a brace.&amp;nbsp;I'm watching, and I'm making sure you won't stand.I'll be there to kick you when your d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/887819/</link>
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			<title>The feeling after the first date (Realistic Fairytale)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seconds&amp;nbsp;ago, I walked slowly and with a heavy heart to the car. I pulled on the frosted over door handle&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;drivers side&amp;nbsp;as I stared at the skyline as the sun just barely started to lug itself upward above the horizon.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/885058/</link>
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			<title>Smile For A Bit</title>
			<description>For the people that have so much in life, and just throw it away, or take it for granted. You had every reason to smile for yourself, but you gave it up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/877705/</link>
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			<title>I Found Solitude</title>
			<description>One of my best friends reminded me that sometimes you need to detatch yourself and take time to think life through again and solve what feels wrong in your own life.

&quot;Thank you, YourWorthIt&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/852414/</link>
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			<title>Blinded by your own light</title>
			<description>There are many friends I have made in life that are  worth the world and more to me, I just hope that someday I'll be worth that much to them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/844736/</link>
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			<title>I'm here</title>
			<description>For those of you that know me, know this; you are worth this much to me.
For those that have other deep friends, let them know they are worth this much to you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/843553/</link>
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			<title>No Different</title>
			<description>Think of your best friend and how they live their life. What if that friend did something you didnt agree with and made a mistake. What do you do? Leave em? No. Forgive em. Because your no different.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/842955/</link>
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			<title>Can You Hear The Sound?</title>
			<description>When someone falls asleep in the sunlight they'll pull their hat down, but eventually we'll pull our hat down forever.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/841245/</link>
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			<title>Unanswered Questions</title>
			<description>When your with someone you notice the feelings they have for you are painting pictures for you, &amp; you watch as those pictures change brightness, clarity, color &amp; size, your images for them change too. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/840051/</link>
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			<title>Will You Let It Last</title>
			<description>Going through pain in life there is always a time to mourn, but after a while it becomes your choice to move on but always remember, or hold on and carry pain with you that you could have forgotten.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/840034/</link>
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			<title>I'm From</title>
			<description>People always ask, &quot;WHERE are ya from&quot;, they never ask, &quot;WHAT are you from&quot;. What you go through in life defines you, not where you rest your head at night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrotherJackman/840021/</link>
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