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			<title>When Day longs for Night</title>
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**A love woven in light and shadow, where the sun and moon forever chase</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/3119625/</link>
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			<title>Silent whispers </title>
			<description>A soul lays bare in midnight&amp;rsquo;s breath,
Whispers of sorrow, love, and death.
A search for light through shadows deep&amp;mdash;
A heart still hoping, though it weeps.&amp;#128148;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2945424/</link>
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			<title>*&quot;Whispers of hope&quot;*</title>
			<description>A tender poem about the quiet strength of hope, even in life&amp;rsquo;s darkest moments. It speaks of resilience, unseen light, and the comfort found in holding on.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2943789/</link>
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			<title>**&quot;The Easiest Thing to Do&quot;**</title>
			<description>He hides his love in simple acts,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A hoodie lent, a look held true,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not grand with words or scripted lines&amp;#2013266048;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But love, in him, still blooms for you.He loves as if it&amp;rsquo;s second breath,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No doubt, no pause, no grand debut.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No need f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2942213/</link>
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			<title>Come to Me</title>
			<description>I see a figure,beckoning me to come.The closer I step,the further I fall&amp;#2013266048;&quot;piece by piece, I fade away.And when I see him,I know his name.Death.I whisper,&quot;Take me in your cold embrace,erase my name without a trace.For I am already gone,a hollow shell,a soul undone.&quot;Come to me,ease my pain..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2931887/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Silent Cage&quot;</title>
			<description>The Silent Cage portrays a deep sense of loneliness and emotional suppression. The speaker hides their sorrow to protect others, feeling empty and unseen. In silent suffering, they accept their fate, </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2930016/</link>
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			<title>Fading into Silence</title>
			<description>The walls hum with echoes I no longer recall,Soft whispers of ghosts that never were.They call my name like an old forgotten prayer,Yet no one is there&amp;#2013266048;&quot;no one is there.The moon drips silver through the cracks,Spilling light on an empty bed.I reach out, craving warmth, craving touch,But ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2929880/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Cost of Love&quot;</title>
			<description>the poem speaks of how love can bring happiness and sadness while maintaining the fa&amp;ccedil;ade of joy. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ivie/2929332/</link>
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