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			<title>Not A Sound Is Heard; As I stand There...</title>
			<description>Dare to dream, and dream to dare... Never give up!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/920668/</link>
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			<title>Into The Darkness</title>
			<description>Powerful, deep, and lots of punch in a small piece...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/920665/</link>
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			<title>Possibilities Beyond Logic</title>
			<description>Buoyant, floating over the sapphire, its deep blue pulling...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/920002/</link>
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			<title>Help Me Fly</title>
			<description>This poem was the opening speech, I delivered at the FIGHT AGAINST VIOLENCE, Ballroom Dance... December 2o11. Angels must be free to fly, to do their work.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/919983/</link>
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			<title>Striped With Symptom</title>
			<description>Cushioned roses overlooking the horizon, as it plays with destiny... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/919360/</link>
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			<title>Pearly Gates</title>
			<description>High-and-dry within a blood red sea... my existence obstinate by someone, other than I... left to cognition...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/919358/</link>
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			<title>Marooned</title>
			<description>This atmosphere I breath... a somberness.... of sorrow.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/919279/</link>
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			<title>Great Depression</title>
			<description>When all else fails... seeith the rise and fall of beautiful eyes, and a tongue-less mountain...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/919240/</link>
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			<title>Tomorrow</title>
			<description>...bring the wishes, and whispers to the cresting sea, and watch as they somersault through amber tinted skies...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/919235/</link>
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			<title>They Call Me Death</title>
			<description> Being brought up in a mixed family, is hardest on the child. For they search all their lives for a ''place'', trying to fit in, and people can be so cruel!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/918510/</link>
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			<title>Turning To The Other Side</title>
			<description>With these palms I utter... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/918508/</link>
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			<title>Vanished Fate</title>
			<description>When individuals finally, decide to reach out, it will be all too late. Time is only an illusion, that has no control over itself... minutes melt away, seconds aren't kind.... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/918506/</link>
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			<title>True Gypsy</title>
			<description>Transported to another time, within a dream...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/917451/</link>
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			<title>~Camelots~</title>
			<description>&quot;Contents of an individual soul...&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/917292/</link>
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			<title>Nectar Stalks</title>
			<description>&quot;It's left to the dreaming mind...&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/916912/</link>
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			<title>Whilst' Butterflies Fly</title>
			<description>&quot;Was told this one... could be a song!&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/916908/</link>
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			<title>POLLUTION</title>
			<description>&quot;I was told that I should turn this ink bleed into a movie..lol&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/916870/</link>
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			<title>Sounds of my Mind</title>
			<description>&quot;Our minds tumble through a world large; astray aspirations bed themselves, within the wandering winds of time...&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DepthWriter/916868/</link>
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			<title>The Depth of Deepness</title>
			<description>  Very deeply, penned by the author. I would suggest you obtain a dictionary, as not only a prose write, but also filled with meaning, and knowledge for the forthcoming... </description>
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