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			<title>Shoes for Thought</title>
			<description>Shoes for ThoughtSometimes,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but only sometimes,guessing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;what was on your mind&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;by the shoes you wore . . .&amp;nbsp;brought home easy smiles&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/2857176/</link>
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			<title>A Bit of Time </title>
			<description>A Bit of TimeMay I have an ounce of time, please?A moment without much weight.Some passing ticks to be shared,if you don't mind?I've been a long journey beyond pleasantrieswith smiles without much meaning.Crashing through gates of innocent white lieswith not very innocent promises of friendship . . ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/2156450/</link>
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			<title>Conversations Over Time</title>
			<description>(from &amp;ldquo;Friendly Smiles in Autumn&amp;rdquo;)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1945850/</link>
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			<title>Driven</title>
			<description>DrivenI need a fuel gauge for my heartbecause too often it has run on empty.And I need an odometer for my mindto keep track of the many memories it has passing through.Fresh tread for my feetfor all the miles down the many different paths traveled.I need anti skid brakesto prevent me from crashing a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1940757/</link>
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			<title>Passing Along Various Thoughts (That Seep Out Sometimes)</title>
			<description> Passing Along Various Thoughts(That Seep Out Sometimes)1-&amp;nbsp; One doesn't always see when a door opens;but, one usually knows when one closes.2-&amp;nbsp; When a scientist creates a vacuum in a glass beaker,what is he looking at when he examines it?3-&amp;nbsp; Air and water can fill a glass 100 %,no m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1939269/</link>
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			<title>Chances . . .</title>
			<description>Chances . . .You never knew the name,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; though, if the truth be known,you really didn't need to know,or care to know it.It was just a chance thing that sometimes happen.Yes, there really was a name.Everyone has one, known by someone.A name that was used by loved onesand those barely know..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1937558/</link>
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			<title>Rainy Days</title>
			<description>Rainy Days&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last night late,I finally fell asleep to its sound.It&amp;rsquo;s been raining here for days now,both outside - and within.The downpour tearing down through the storm gutterwas my alarm clock just after dawn.Rising up,the scenery from my window seemed almost as gloomyas my own he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1932986/</link>
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			<title>Accent on Firsts</title>
			<description>Accent on FirstsOnce upon a lifetime ago&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; so many, many years now in the past,I was given a chance -&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1932008/</link>
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			<title>Compassion</title>
			<description>5-7-5</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1930338/</link>
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			<title>The Pull of the Sea</title>
			<description>The Pull of the Sea&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are mixed feelingswith the coming and going to sea.Sundown and sunrise dreamsbeckon like their namesaketouching the soul in places seldom known,and rarely ever thought about.Blue clear water shadows form - disappearlight flickering here, then thereBlindingly br..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1928389/</link>
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			<title>Mason Jar</title>
			<description>Mason JarMason jars in SpringHold many different thingsJust add some water.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1927621/</link>
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			<title>Hearing Jimi</title>
			<description>Hearing Jimi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There was a time we would go walking down lanesand laughed our way through crowded parks. All the while our minds went ahead -and sometimes, those thoughts got out of the wayletting the free spirits and emotions pass.Young rockers searching for favorite notes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1922729/</link>
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			<title>Love Street  </title>
			<description>(Long version)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1912687/</link>
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			<title>When She's Listening . . .</title>
			<description>When She's Listening . . .When she's listeningYou can see it in her eyesWeighing what matters.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1911026/</link>
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			<title>Love Street</title>
			<description>Love StreetThe shadows grow longOn the corner of Love StreetMemories longer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1910345/</link>
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			<title>You Gotta Laugh</title>
			<description>You Gotta LaughIt isn't karmaYou can't blame it on othersMaybe you just suck.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1908441/</link>
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			<title>Comparative  Thinking</title>
			<description>5-7-5 series</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1907263/</link>
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			<title>Life Within</title>
			<description>Life WithinDwelling within usIs the life we wish to haveWith the one we doLife question is askedWhat will you be when grown upWant is not gettingNo matter which pathWander through all the wondersBeyond the next turns.~~~~~~~~~~~~  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1905724/</link>
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			<title>Sin Not</title>
			<description>senyru and double acrostic</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1902888/</link>
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			<title>Wisdom</title>
			<description>WisdomAlong life's journeyA wise man once said nothingHearing this she smiled. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1900140/</link>
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			<title>Imagination</title>
			<description>for my son</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1890533/</link>
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			<title>Sand in Your Shoes</title>
			<description>Sand in Your ShoesStopping at the topof the steps,your arm and handpropped on my arm and shoulder,you kicked off your sandals,freeing the sand collectedfrom the beach.With a smileI watched with interest -as you tried to wipe away the wet, clinging sand.Turning one way, then another,you hand holding ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1887666/</link>
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			<title>Seven Steps to Happiness</title>
			<description>Seven Steps to HappinessSlowly clear the mindAllow an inner blank slateDraw out calm feelings.Permit contentmentExpress feelings with warm smilesForgo any frowns.Be a listenerDiscover the silent voiceFilled by inner thoughts.Express ideas lessAccept other opinionsInstead of judging.Become more activ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1883809/</link>
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			<title>Windmill Dreamers</title>
			<description>Windmill DreamersChasing of windmillsKeeps you going round and roundSeeking truth and peace.Striving not winningI was a windmill chaserIn unfulfilled dreams.Those same surreal questsSome chased harder than othersFew ever came true.Those windmill dreamscapesSpinning away out of reachFrustrating dream..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1882346/</link>
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			<title>Short Days, Long Nights</title>
			<description>Short Days, Long NightsUnderstanding January daysshowing sunshine without warmth,with long cold nights that seeminglylast longer than they are is something I&amp;rsquo;ve never done very well.Though some relish the cold fresh airoff the snow and ice,I&amp;rsquo;ve been one to stand behind windowsletting the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1881853/</link>
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			<title>Sight and Sound</title>
			<description>Sight and SoundLight through the keyholeDrew attention with the soundSuddenly silent.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1881546/</link>
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			<title>Silent Walks</title>
			<description>Silent WalksInside the dark nightBlack cats walk silently pastMeasuring their world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1880453/</link>
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			<title>Rising Thoughts</title>
			<description>Rising ThoughtsStairway to knowledgeVertical libraries raiseGreat Expectations.~~~~~~~~~~~~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1880349/</link>
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			<title>Winter&amp;rsquo;s Wish</title>
			<description>Winter&amp;rsquo;s WishSpring flowers explodeThroughout the valleys and hillsHeld within the mind.Sweet scent of blossomsRise from those gardens and pathsFound worthy of thought.Warm wish from winterWhere with snow and ice creepingHearty fires abound.~~~~~~~~~~~~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1879363/</link>
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			<title>Natural Beauty</title>
			<description>Natural BeautyOn a private beachShe wore nothing but a smileAnd she wore it well.Sitting there I watchedHer inner beauty shine throughWhere tan lines once were.~~~~~~~~~~~~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1879223/</link>
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			<title>Another Lost Art</title>
			<description>Another Lost ArtTake down the big topThe train heads for the sunsetLaughing children frown.Three rings disappearMerry cries of joy and applauseVanished like sawdust.Sending in the clownsFiling for unemploymentNot the greatest show.No more roustaboutsTheir work always first then last The band falls s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1876376/</link>
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			<title>That Dream</title>
			<description>That DreamFifty years agoHe told us about a dream.That dream continues.It didn't say hateHe spoke of love and justiceWords still worth hearing.Fifty years from nowPerhaps we can tell the worldHis dream is now true.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1875223/</link>
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			<title> Think Positive</title>
			<description>Think PositiveLife's tremendous weight May break the backs of many Think positively.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1873158/</link>
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			<title>A Few Thoughts to Ponder (In 5-7-5)</title>
			<description>An artist's paint brushTransports creativity/imaginationOnto the canvas.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In between raindropsOpportunities existTo find Zen moments.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hold close the lovingKnowing each are importantTo one another.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1860828/</link>
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			<title>Do You?</title>
			<description>Do You?A lot of us wishOnly a few really do.Some just simply watch.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1854724/</link>
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			<title>Autumn Coffee</title>
			<description>Autumn CoffeeAutumn coffee mornHot liquid and chilly airWarms mind and body.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1854381/</link>
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			<title>Seashell</title>
			<description>SeashellEvery seashellheld in little tiny hands . . .creates memories.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1852818/</link>
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			<title>Do You Know Me?</title>
			<description>Do You Know Me?You think you know me? Then things I can't say out loud shouldn't surprise you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1851683/</link>
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			<title>Catching Snowflakes</title>
			<description>Catching SnowflakesCatching of snowflakeseither by glove or by mouthis a short lived art.Joyful are the times of lifeexisting/depending upon snowflakes.Snowflakes floating downFinding nose instead of lipsSmiles with cross-eyed looks.~~~~~~~~~~~~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1850459/</link>
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			<title>After Grandmother's Passing</title>
			<description>  After Grandmother&amp;rsquo;s Passing Looking in each roomwhite dust mites floating slowly through the quiet still air.Where once Sunday dinners sharedthe dining room sits silent.Yesterday these roomsjoyful laughter resoundedfilling all with love.Door jam filled with measured marksChildren turn to you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1849824/</link>
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			<title>American Made</title>
			<description>American Made&amp;ldquo;The people of the United States have called themselves by many names. They have, at times, isolated and fractured into smaller, idealized groups that may,or may not have benefited the good of the whole.Each time they have identified themselves as being this, or that,they took - a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1842290/</link>
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			<title>Book Covers</title>
			<description>Book CoversDon&amp;rsquo;t misunderstandDon&amp;rsquo;t get confused or weighed downRemember what&amp;rsquo;s going on here.Let your hair go unwashed and uncombed for two weeksYour favorite team shirt has wing stains on it from last seasonand the sweats have been on you now for the fifth day.Dirty yellow flip f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1837338/</link>
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			<title>Perfection Found . . .</title>
			<description>5-7-5 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1834515/</link>
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			<title>Wow Factors . . .</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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wow Factors . . .Finding a soulmateis akin to catching lovein the act of seducing two people with the idea to happily change ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1819486/</link>
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			<title>Believing in Love</title>
			<description>from &quot;Shared Conversations&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1806456/</link>
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			<title>Names</title>
			<description>NamesWhat&amp;rsquo;s in a name?We all have one,though not always one we&amp;rsquo;re proud or fond of,or always called by our given name.Perhaps named to honor another,and sometimes just to make some sort of statement.We name our pets with cute pet names,or maybe even with names we secretly wish to havefor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1609596/</link>
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			<title>Rainbow Lost</title>
			<description>Rainbow LostI am the possessorof thoughts and dreams,many not quite coming to fruition.Almost spoken words not spoken,waited instead to the perfect moment,never to present itself.Thoughts mingling with other thoughtsbecoming lost in cloudy mistsfailing to be remembered moments later.Unknown dreams n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1607434/</link>
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			<title>On My Mind . . .</title>
			<description>5-7-5</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1567271/</link>
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			<title>On Letting Go . . .</title>
			<description>a gift from a father</description>
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			<title>Found, Again</title>
			<description>Found, AgainIn simple puppy love style, wounded too many timesfor trust to be believable, and loveto be real.I was found lookingaround the edge of my windowas you walked down my street.I didn&amp;rsquo;t want you to seeI didn&amp;rsquo;t want me to look either,though I knew I couldn&amp;rsquo;t make myself notl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/michaellgreenway/1517544/</link>
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