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			<title>TIME...</title>
			<description>When looking back at my life, I see it was only TIME who offered me the most precious gifts in life...It was only time who made me rebuild my life though it was so lost...It was only time who made me meet a celebrity whom i thought unreachable...It was only time who made me change everything..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/438328/</link>
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			<title>What matters most</title>
			<description>This is the screen play i wrote and filmed for my father, the same one i mentioned in my previous story &amp;quot;Something I have always wished to express but never dared to...&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/279622/</link>
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			<title>Choices</title>
			<description>My name is Vera. I&amp;#2013266066;m someone who never made any choice in life.I didn&amp;#2013266066;t choose my name, or my birthday, or my family.I didn&amp;#2013266066;t choose that my father left us when I was one year old and traveled abroad to work and send us money.  I didn&amp;#2013266066;t choose that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/279618/</link>
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			<title>The black butterfly</title>
			<description>&amp;#2013266067;What? !! What do you mean she&amp;#2013266066;s gone?&amp;#2013266068;&amp;#2013266067;Don&amp;#2013266066;t yell at me, Laura, I told you I don&amp;#2013266066;t know. I just woke up and couldn&amp;#2013266066;t find her&amp;#2013266068;.&amp;#2013266067;I&amp;#2013266066;m sorry, Grace, but I really don&amp;#2013266066;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/278799/</link>
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			<title>Just a game</title>
			<description>This is just a simple game with which I used to play so much during childhood. I had forgotten it since many years until I watched a film that reminded me about it: &amp;#2013266067;Pursuit of Happiness&amp;#2013266068;.I noticed then that it was much more than a simple game. It taught me very important l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/272674/</link>
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			<title>Old people</title>
			<description>Old people live in another reality. They care about every little detail except the important ones. They ask a lot of questions, every day the same questions, they never get bored, they never feel our anguish, they never notice their &amp;#2013266067;other reality&amp;#2013266068;. They never understand our ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/272670/</link>
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			<title>Something I have always wished to express but never dared to...</title>
			<description>In loving memory of my father...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/256599/</link>
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			<title>The greatest lessons of my life</title>
			<description>So confused at a crossroad and wondering...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mayaway/255625/</link>
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