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			<title>The Wrath of Genes </title>
			<description>a rant</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/1106516/</link>
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			<title>When Dying is a Custom </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Swan-neck, do you know the happinessI receive in the sublet time of simply Gazing at you, grace-in-potion Rose of poetry, liberation of desire&amp;nbsp;Entranced? Yes and well by you! Knightly and worthy for courtesyBrave in the relic of my emotive trust Daring in the heroic will..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/858733/</link>
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			<title>To a Princess of the Dawning Year, Ode to Euphoria </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Like an Eternal Spectator, I to love exploitThrough verses to the muse that carries the torch The future of men burns mysteriously In a woman&amp;rsquo;s eyes and her unceasing heart&amp;nbsp;She knows not the spouse of her goals and lords?But in her breast flicker mighty dreams! I dre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/858702/</link>
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			<title>No One is the Homeland </title>
			<description>All ethnicities agree the New World is not what it seems. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/858679/</link>
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			<title>The Alchemy of Opposites </title>
			<description>Life would throw us together? She would do this to us?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/858623/</link>
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			<title>Unbidden Joy-Bringer</title>
			<description>Princess, do you know you are the opium for my soul?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/858617/</link>
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			<title>Ode to H&amp;ouml;lderlin</title>
			<description>Johann Christian Friedrich H&amp;ouml;lderlin was a major German lyric poet, commonly associated with the artistic movement known as Romanticism. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/856268/</link>
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			<title>My Body Aches For your Presence</title>
			<description>For Karen. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/856263/</link>
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			<title>To You Who Derive Beauty in my Mind</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One by one I took your limbs like petalsThe husk that conceals the heart of our fleshWhich we share in the gentle nightIn the rapture of our shared budding colors&amp;nbsp;You gave your pollen to me and I scattered itLike a delicious tulip of our silky dream-spanYou like a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/856216/</link>
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			<title>With Angel&amp;rsquo;s Horns </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Within excess, and with great meaningfulness I take you by my side, and simply shiver &amp;nbsp;Out with the tenderness, let me aggress you With all the longing, of the parts of me left out in the cold &amp;nbsp;For so long I strove without any gains I feel towards pain and run from jo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/855741/</link>
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			<title>The Fire That Refines a Man to Gold</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;By the crude hammer of a hundred rejectionsMy heart is shaped, a beggar for love now turned to stoneMy bark is now thick, like leaves of mistrustBut one divine wish lodged in my breastFor a piece of heaven, this world is too darkThese blows so unique to the earthS..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/855623/</link>
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			<title>On Your Flower Quilted Bed </title>
			<description>On Your Flower Quilted Bed&amp;nbsp;I would unpackage you like a lonely fruitTo take a bite, to take a bite of you!No room to peel your skinLet me just taste your juice, squeezeWith teeth and taste like pleasure-fullI would tame you with my tongueAs if there was no other comfortThan to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/855554/</link>
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			<title>On the Brink of Death</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The prayers I make will be more of meThan the actions I didn&amp;rsquo;t take, the looks downturnedOne humble life bids thee farewellIt ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/855364/</link>
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			<title>Ravished</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Ravished, by all that the heart considers just Yet hungry for the joys of true simplicity My soul can find no stair to you No haunted hallway of what-might-have-been &amp;nbsp;For I mourn to save earthly lovelinessAnd travel not for my genes To reproduce, not for some prospering ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/855280/</link>
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			<title>Abashed</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Abashed&amp;nbsp;I am my sweets, at the origin of hermitsDarlings, this is what a recluse hasBut soft and pretty flowers of the mind!And faith, O&amp;rsquo;, like beauty dividing rainbowsAnd reality, a fore-runner of the storm&amp;nbsp;Asking for angles of prophecyFrom Angels deaf and du..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/852209/</link>
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			<title>Natalie</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last night, in private, I sought your handsThem small easy executing pleasurable fingersI softly whispered in your ear, to no availI waited for what seemed a lifetime, for your scentA lifetime of dreaming, night and dayFor the majesty of your heart, so nowI live still in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/852111/</link>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Death, sweetheart, remind me of thy ancient sting?When all that is mortal is again dear-bright!Void of story, empty of narrativeI live without enraptured self-centeredness!Spare me not, do thy worstTake my youth and withhold love from meMy mouth shines open nowBut I can..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/852108/</link>
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			<title>These Gifts of the New Year</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On some old suburban squareWinter has come, her winds design on meThat time&amp;rsquo;s triumphs and arcs of defeatsShould come undone, for me to forgetThe last year of my fools and goldSo I toast alone, and sign for new heirsTo the liberty I have tasted closeThe royal comp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/852104/</link>
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			<title>Do You Remember Morning-Laughter </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The whole morning we were full of joyHow full of joy, enough for an interludeWith the huge sun higher than thornsStone leaves and flowers that shone&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/845161/</link>
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			<title>The Stony Eyes of the Lions Stare At You </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Stony Eyes of the Lions Stare At You &amp;nbsp;Stop, passer-by, read yourSentence to oblivion, private timeWhere in a sea of personal emotionGo the ships tormented and stormedThat gave birth to motivationOn the thin pirate ship of insomniaNoiseless as the hoov..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/845159/</link>
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			<title>I Sleep and my Heart Stays Awake</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I breathe the fragrance of the nightI sleep and my heart stays awakeIt loves the stars the whole night throughThe sky, helm ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Prophecy/845156/</link>
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