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			<title>what counts</title>
			<description>life can be short,and days can be long,some things are never taught,some things just don't belong,life is full of boundaries,and life is full of goals.success and disapointment,and many lost souls,we do not know where our life will end,we do not know uponwhat we may depend,but ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/k-ris/226722/</link>
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			<title>lack of inspiration</title>
			<description>there was wind in the air,full moon in the sky,a silence enclosing,an empty cold eye,a heart made of stone,a mind without thought,there used to be something,a light and life there,but as it was there was something, un taught,the thing that was missing,was not love or lust,it wa..</description>
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			<title>awakening</title>
			<description>he once was a man,always dull and confused,his words were of wisdom,his body&amp;nbsp; abused,he had him no drive,at least it was all a blur,he didnt know his quality of life would concur,he didnt have a motive a dream or a goal,he disconnected everything mind body and soul,he didnt re..</description>
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