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			<title>Glasshearts</title>
			<description>Because people like me don't get a happy ending. We just get an eternal middle. </description>
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			<title>Labyrinth</title>
			<description>Tetractys, A

Tetractys is an age-old English form of writing poetry which was created by the late English poet Ray Stebbings. It is basically a five-line poem of 20 syllables with a title.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/982948/</link>
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			<title>To Life Again?</title>
			<description>A Ch&amp;#333;ka, with the syllabus count of 5-7 5-7 5-7 5-7-7.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/882059/</link>
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			<title>The Last Goodnight</title>
			<description>Shut down every window and close every door,Don&amp;rsquo;t allow anyone to pass across this Boulevard.Close your eyes now and hear their silent screams,Coming from the main street, from the graveyard.Shed every other color now and wear only black,Let just mourn for the loss, and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/744169/</link>
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			<title>I just imagined you</title>
			<description>There you are now, finally walking towards me,Creating glitters in my eyes, and a smile on my face.I hugged you tightly to acknowledge your presence,To never let you go, to cherish your sweetest grace.Your fingertips gently touched my drenched skin,And with this touch, you ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/744166/</link>
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			<title>Lost in you</title>
			<description>Here in silence, I can hear your lonely screams, your abandoned cries, In darkness I can clearly see your reflection under the moonlight.In my dreams, you are always mine, but in my life you are just a dream,I&amp;rsquo;m living in a world without any color, where everything is only in black a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/744163/</link>
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			<title>How forever ends</title>
			<description>Ashes of silence burns in the atmosphere,What can I do now, to save this rupture?I just stand there at a corner to stare.The death of my forever &amp;#2013266048;&quot; now so near.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I &amp;#2013266048;&quot; the victim, searches for a getaway,As you start to shatter my vanity.You lacerate away every memory..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/744160/</link>
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			<title>The other side of the bed</title>
			<description>Forsaken by sleep and lying down on bed,&amp;nbsp;Still unable to open my eyes into reality&amp;nbsp;Where you are no longer here with me,&amp;nbsp;And the other side of the bed is empty.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The side which is motionless intact and safe,&amp;nbsp;Still smells of your sweet and unforgettable scent.&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/744158/</link>
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			<title>The Becoming</title>
			<description>_________________&amp;nbsp;THE BECOMING&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lostin myself, standing in nowhere,I cannot hear the sound of my own heart.Rippedby the hands of fate I rest here,Wheretime constantly tears me apart.&amp;nbsp;Your memoriesnever leave me alone,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/585805/</link>
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			<title>Pygmalion</title>
			<description>&amp;dagger; Pygmalion*&amp;dagger;(*Pygmalion was a Greek sculptor who made an ivory statue representinghis ideal of womanhood and then fell in love with his own creation,which he named Galatea; He used to think about Galatea every singlemoment of his life, for what will happen if she will ever tur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/557384/</link>
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			<title>My Lost Candle</title>
			<description>...&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;...&amp;dagger; My Lost Candle&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can&amp;rsquo;t see light within myself,There is darkness everywhere.The flame within me has extinguished,And I no longer can find my lost candle.&amp;nbsp;The c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/494286/</link>
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			<title>Shards of Me</title>
			<description>..&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;...&amp;dagger; Shards of Me&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Scattered everywhere you can see,Lost and broken shards of me.With pain and agony they burn,As I fail to put myself as one.&amp;nbsp;My little pieces lying down o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/494285/</link>
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			<title>The Silence</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;..&amp;dagger; The Silence&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The piano at the corner started to play,A mechanically perfect symphony.The moonlight followed its way from the window,To find its shadows of light in me.&amp;nbsp;Th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/494284/</link>
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			<title>Teardrops hitting the land</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;..&amp;dagger; Teardrops hitting the land&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Darkness was everywhere when I opened my eyes,I found myself standing alone in the rain.I could feel each and every raindrop on my cold skin,And I could ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/494282/</link>
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			<title>The other side of the Bed</title>
			<description>...&amp;dagger;TheEvanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;dagger; The other side of the Bed&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Forsaken by sleep and lying down on bed,Still unable to open my eyes into realityWhere you are no longer here with me,And the other side of the bed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/493467/</link>
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			<title>Thoughtless</title>
			<description>...&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;dagger; Thoughtless&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I never thought that I would ever become so numb,That the loudness of silence will take over me.And the wound created by you on my heart,Will never turn int..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/493464/</link>
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			<title>My Forth Letter to You</title>
			<description>The forth letter of the series...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/493460/</link>
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			<title>My Dead Heart</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; My Dead Heart&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I soundlessly stand at an abandoned corner,&amp;nbsp;Watching my heart being so perfectly crushed by you.&amp;nbsp;A he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/484727/</link>
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			<title>The Fallen Tear</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; The Fallen Tear&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Forgive me for shedding this tear in stillness,&amp;nbsp;From the corner of my eyes which are buried in sadness.&amp;nbsp;As ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/484726/</link>
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			<title>Waiting for you</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; Waiting for you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I still spend my entire evenings waiting for you,&amp;nbsp;While sitting at the front porch for hours.&amp;nbsp;With my eyes ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/484725/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; Memories&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your memories keep on haunting me,&amp;nbsp;As I walk alone in the night.&amp;nbsp;It is your memories which are still with me,&amp;nbsp;Even though..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/484723/</link>
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			<title>Not living, but still alive</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;dagger; Not living, but still alive&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My black backpack is filled with memories,&amp;nbsp;As I walk down this lonely and dark streets.&amp;nbsp;With only screa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/484722/</link>
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			<title>Already Gone</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; Already Gone&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is no point of staring at each other everyday,&amp;nbsp;When we both know that things are not working out in our way.&amp;nbsp;So I make it ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/482029/</link>
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			<title>The unknown - myself</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger;The Evanescent screams&amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; The unknown- myself&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Staring at the unknown space,&amp;nbsp;Makes it easier for me to remember.&amp;nbsp;The future which we both imagined,&amp;nbsp;Which now turned into..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/482028/</link>
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			<title>Loneliness coming for me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; The Evanescent screams &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; Loneliness coming for me &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As I hear his footsteps approaching towards me,&amp;nbsp;A shiver charged across my spine.&amp;nbsp;I looked at the half open door of my r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/482024/</link>
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			<title>My Silent Screams</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; The Evanescent screams &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;dagger; My Silent Screams &amp;dagger;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I silently breathe beneath the darkness of the underwater,&amp;nbsp;For they should not hear my abandoned cries.&amp;nbsp;I walk across the crowd with my head lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/482019/</link>
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			<title>Preface</title>
			<description>Introduction to the book :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/482012/</link>
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			<title>The Evanescent Screams</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/482009/</link>
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			<title>My October....</title>
			<description>Pages from my diary :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/462552/</link>
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			<title>My Third letter to you...</title>
			<description>:-)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/453885/</link>
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			<title>My second letter to you...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My Second Letter To You&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My Immortal,&amp;nbsp;It is not very often in this world when we find that person who loves us truly, madly and deeply&amp;hellip;the person whom we also..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/441189/</link>
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			<title>My letters to you...</title>
			<description>To Kya Agar Hum Tumko Paa Na Sakay, Sirf Paane Ka Matlab Pyar Nahi Hota .... :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/441178/</link>
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			<title>My first letter to you...</title>
			<description>:)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/427922/</link>
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			<title>But I can't remember me...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But I can&amp;rsquo;t remember me&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I so clearly remember the past,And still memorize every single day.But now everything is turning into ashes,And I only bleed pain along my way.&amp;nbsp;I know that I still exi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/409887/</link>
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			<title>The Last Page Of My Diary...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER - 9&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;THE LAST PAGE OF MY DIARY&amp;hellip;.&amp;nbsp; Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;I always heard from everyone how does it feel like when you lose the person whom you love the most from your life. But I never actually knew that it would ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/403393/</link>
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			<title>Few pages of her Diary...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER - 8&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Few pages of her Diary&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;22nd march ' 1994&amp;nbsp;Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;It was such a beautiful day not because of the beautiful weather of March but because of someone whom I met today in school. I w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/403392/</link>
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			<title>14th January ' 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER - 7&amp;nbsp;14th January' 2009&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Today an incident happened with me which changed the direction of my life forever. The day started like any other day and it gave me no clue that somethin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/403389/</link>
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			<title>19th Sep' 2008</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER - 6 &amp;nbsp;19th Sep' 2008&amp;nbsp;Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;Around eight years ago, I came to this place leaving behind my past forever. But I never knew that my past will follow me like this. Today, a very fortunate..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/403388/</link>
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			<title>22nd may ' 2000</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER- 5&amp;nbsp;22nd may' 2000&amp;nbsp;Dear DiaryThe day which I waited for so long finally came. I promised Natasha to come to her marriage and after many thoughts I finally decided to attend the ceremony (because, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/403386/</link>
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			<title> 7th may' 2000</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER- 4&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;7th may' 2000&amp;nbsp;Dear diary&amp;nbsp;It was one of the hardest days of my life, because I met someone today who almost took my breath away. It was just a normal day, I was going to my home..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/399352/</link>
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			<title>1st march' 1997</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;....CHAPTER - 3&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1st march' 1997&amp;nbsp;Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;Days passed by like seconds and I didn't realize how fast this entire year came to an end. Everything just seems like yesterday when I and my family came to this beautiful city and how I met..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/399351/</link>
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			<title>14th February' 1996</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;......&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER - 2&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;14th February' 1996&amp;nbsp;Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;Yes, it was valentines day today&amp;hellip;the day of love, and no wonder why there was such an atmosphere of love all over the city and at school too.Two year..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/399349/</link>
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			<title>22nd march' 1994</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..&amp;nbsp;CHAPTER - 1&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;22nd march ' 1994&amp;nbsp;Dear Diary&amp;nbsp;It was surely a special day today, I went to my new school and it was the first day which made it even more special. But a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/399347/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;There is nothing sad in this world than to see the person whom you love to walk away, right past after they have left you&amp;hellip;And to see the distance between your two mortal bodies to expand until there is nothi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/399262/</link>
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			<title>The Last Page Of My Diary</title>
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			<title>I know who she was...</title>
			<description>Please read the author's note, then I'm sure this poem will make a lot of sense to you :)</description>
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			<title>I would be good...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I would be good&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Once in everyone's life a time comes which breaks each and every part of us and then it depends upon every individual, whether to stick with that pain or to move on with those hard memorie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/377223/</link>
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			<title>The Photograph</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;.......&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;         &amp;nbsp;THE PHOTOGRAPH&amp;nbsp;A photograph can speak thousand words; it can bring your past again in front of your eyes. A photograph can haunt you with long lost memories, since your photograph is not just a piece of paper but it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/366942/</link>
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			<title>The Last Song I'm Wasting On You...</title>
			<description>Inspired by a song :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bhavya_kaushik/361437/</link>
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			<title>Twenty-forth of December</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;.....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Twenty-forth of December&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The most painful thing in this world is not when the person whom you love, doesn&amp;rsquo;t loves you back, it is neither when the person whom you love, loves someone..</description>
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