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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve burned my thumb this morning on the steam from the kettle. Jesus H Christ it fucking hurts. I mean really hurts! I&#8217;m up far too early (5.30am) because I went to bed far too early. Go figure. I thought I&#8217;d sneak downstairs whilst the house of Dixon was still soundly snoring, and write for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=amberdixon.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9453662&amp;post=21&amp;subd=amberdixon&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Random Poetry: From Where You Are&#8230;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I stare back through the storm Penetrating the essence of your spirit My gaze burning a righteous perforation Straight through your wounded heart The bruises mask the scars you wear Tattoos that smother the flesh In the pictures Of a thousand haunted memories The flicker of your greying eyes Provides the only answer I need [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=amberdixon.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9453662&amp;post=18&amp;subd=amberdixon&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dammit! I have a bad case of wordlessness. I mean really, everything I write at the moment is great big steaming pile of shite. DELETE, DELETE, DELETE! ARGGGGGHHHHH!!! It&#8217;s not that I can&#8217;t write. I&#8217;ve proved that I can. It&#8217;s just that I can&#8217;t write anything good, right now.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=amberdixon.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9453662&amp;post=12&amp;subd=amberdixon&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>It&#8217;s early&#8230;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yawwwwwwnnnn! It&#8217;s 8.10am on a Sunday morning. Thoughts of my new work are running through my brain. I always write chapters of it in my mind whilst I&#8217;m in bed and there&#8217;s nothing I can do about it. I mind-write my best work when I&#8217;m in the dream-like space between sleep and awake and in the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=amberdixon.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9453662&amp;post=9&amp;subd=amberdixon&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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