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		<description>The original writings of author Ramya</description>
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			<title>The Unchained Wanderlust</title>
			<description>With knitted eyebrows&amp;nbsp;I sit on my work-desk,My thoughts churn and I go berserk.I hit the keys on my mundane keyboard,And clench my teeth to get off the workload.Tied to my chair by an invisible thread,I force myself to work, to earn my daily bread.I question my conscience, my heart and my soul,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/1030281/</link>
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			<title>Old Johnny Matt</title>
			<description>I know not my father, I know not my mom,No brother, no sister, no family, no home.A guitar, some clothes, a rucksack and a hat,All these I got from old Johnny Matt.Old Johnny was a bit loony, he was so old,He had nobody to speak to, but had a heart of gold.He took me, Titus, in and fed me some bread..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/986638/</link>
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			<title>Zippy Countryside</title>
			<description>I have always loved country life...the people, food, animals, cottages, roads and the green. Everything about it is so enticing!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/984355/</link>
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			<title>The Other Dame</title>
			<description>Happy was Iin your warm cocoon.Giggling and smiling,shining likethe silver moon.Sang songs did we,Dancing tounheard tunes.Hugging and kissingin the silence of your room.So sure was Iwhen I metyou, my dearie,I thought you weremy one true love fairie.Madly in lovewith you, my darling,I drew out our fu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/979655/</link>
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			<title>Worthless Lovers</title>
			<description>May be I was furious with how &quot;some men&quot; treat their women. The words just ran all over the paper. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/978651/</link>
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			<title>Boredom Blues</title>
			<description>There was this day at work when I did not have anything to work on and I felt totally, utterly sleepy.....this poem is an extension of that boredom, an expression of what I went through.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/975302/</link>
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			<title>Squashed Love</title>
			<description>This is not a poem, just a two-liner that I wrote for a contest. &quot;Poem&quot; was the best option to chose among the others!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/971794/</link>
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			<title>The Fire of Our Love</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem when I missed someone whom I held so very dear.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/971784/</link>
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			<title>Be My Tourniquet</title>
			<description>I burst out with this poem when I felt unbearably miserable in the absence of love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ramyajram/970719/</link>
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