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			<title>to feel is a game</title>
			<description>Feelings are great you may say,  you got the game wrong&amp;nbsp;Showing your feelings makes you the loser, this is a game, just play by the rules, hold your head highYou will win&amp;nbsp;Are you mad, feeling angry?Stop speaking, count to ten, take deep breaths, close your eyes, don&amp;rsquo;t let them see th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cookiiew/844649/</link>
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			<title>hope</title>
			<description>Don't think about me,dont miss me like you use to,don't love me anymoreWhen my eyes meet your eyes,just turn around,and act like you dont know me,because thats what i am gonna do&amp;nbsp;Your words&amp;nbsp;But i can only hope, aight?Hope, for when i look into your eyes, to see a litle reactiona little of ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cookiiew/844507/</link>
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			<title>Silence</title>
			<description>Can you hear it ?&amp;nbsp;Shh, be quiet and listen,just listen,do you hear it now?&amp;nbsp;The silenceit is so quiet,so, so quietYou can hear a pin dropJust be quiet and listen to the silence&amp;nbsp;Shh, the silence gives echo,do you hear the whisperslowly, slowly&amp;nbsp;rising it's voice,and becomes a scream..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cookiiew/843643/</link>
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			<title>empty</title>
			<description>Sitting in a corner&amp;nbsp;in a&amp;nbsp;empty room,just comletly empty&amp;nbsp;EMPTINESS is what my brain and heart is filled with,no not only that, but everythingEverything is empty and lifeless&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;never knew it could hurt&amp;nbsp;that muchIt only needed my touch,touch to begin the emptiness,and end ..</description>
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