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		<description>The original writings of author Hope</description>
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			<title>Nothing</title>
			<description>I can remember the dayThat I saw a picture of youAnd didn't react at allNo rageNo sneersNo tearsNothing.I've never been happier to feel nothing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2921958/</link>
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			<title>Just A Body</title>
			<description>Bare and shaking/Naked and afraid/Blank stares blurred with tears</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2921226/</link>
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			<title>Substance Abuse</title>
			<description>One more hit/One more kiss/One more line/One more night</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2921060/</link>
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			<title>Once More</title>
			<description>How you look like you could devour me in the most delicious way, and how I would let you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2908735/</link>
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			<title>Fight, Flight, Or</title>
			<description>The word and I cannot coexist</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2905362/</link>
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			<title>My Body, My Mind</title>
			<description>&quot;I don't feel real/I wish I wasn't real/Nothing makes sense&quot;
TW: SA</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2905186/</link>
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			<title>Dear Mom and Dad</title>
			<description>All that I wish I could say, but haven't found the strength to</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2905076/</link>
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			<title>Therapy at 3</title>
			<description>In my head, I cry and scream and slap the s**t out of you. But I make sure not to make a sound</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2905073/</link>
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			<title>Doe</title>
			<description>&quot;You and those doe eyes, he'd say. Before he hunted. And feasted&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KHBlahusch/2904733/</link>
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			<title>Tribute to the Martyr</title>
			<description>&quot;She should thank me for the war that I endured. So he could become a better man... if he even can&quot;</description>
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