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		<description>The original writings of author MARIA STRELLA SAMUEL</description>
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			<title>A Sunny Day</title>
			<description>One busy afternoon, I spotted him in the office cafeteriahaving lunch with his colleague. I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t believe my luck. I walked towardshim, almost flew. The colleague sitting opposite him, facing the door met mygaze and smiled. I reciprocated fleetingly, bringing my focus back to the man..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/2168508/</link>
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			<title>ENTRY 2: A Love letter never posted.</title>
			<description>( when i was delirious with oozing feelings and carved my heart unto the pages of my journal)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/2162814/</link>
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			<title>ENTRY 1: Ain't no sunshine when he is gone</title>
			<description>(my thoughts on a man whom i fondly recall as &quot;showstopper&quot;)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/2162813/</link>
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			<title>The sunshine</title>
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			<title>TWO STRANGERS AT THE STATION</title>
			<description>Last night while coming back from a loveexperiment&amp;hellip;.Firstly, what is a love experiment? It&amp;rsquo;s an actto love someone unconditionally. It&amp;rsquo;s an experiment because you make a consciousdecision to love mindful of the failure, disappointment and tiresome, evenfrustrat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/1881291/</link>
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			<title>SOLILOQUY</title>
			<description>&amp;quot; i was apeaking to myself about someone&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/299887/</link>
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			<title>THOSE HANDS</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;THOSE HANDS&amp;nbsp;I saw those hands,Hands of a Peacemaker, a Yogi, a Man.&amp;nbsp;A fair stretch of skin tightened to its tip, crowned with gleaming pink nails.Those appetizing &amp;ldquo;French fried &amp;ldquo;fingers captured my hungry eyes.If dipped in honey, a delicacy to be ravished ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/298848/</link>
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			<title>Roby's Debt</title>
			<description>This is a real life story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/228996/</link>
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			<title>THAT EVENING OF MY LIFE</title>
			<description>Some Hindi language words i.e Beta meanings daughter and didi meaning elder sister has been inculded.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mariasamuel/179286/</link>
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