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			<title>-Pseudo You-</title>
			<description>Underneath your pretentious smilelives a prominent throbbing painSleeping with strugglesDreaming suspicionsFriends with sufferingBattling contentmentOften Tormented by memories,Drunk on agonyFeeding on angerInhaling answersEmitting questionsBreathing solutionsBeing confusion.Underneath all your trou..</description>
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			<title>-My Contradict-</title>
			<description>The peace in my eyesAnd the storm of my heartAll because of you.&amp;nbsp;The hesitancy of my lipsAnd the flow in my prayersAll because of you.&amp;nbsp;The coldness of my palmsAnd the warmth of my armsAll because of you.&amp;nbsp;The confusion of my mindAnd the salvation of my soulAll because of you.&amp;nbsp;The ..</description>
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			<title>-Beseeching a cry-</title>
			<description>Sometimes..you just want to cryBut instead,Tears like morbid poisonSeep deep within and slyFlowing in every directionThrough heart and all its affection..Oozing a blue in your viensSoaking your blood in disdainSlowly you stop to thriveYour feelings eat you aliveThey circle around your brainTill bitt..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nidaa/1279306/</link>
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			<title>-Red Lily-</title>
			<description>I wish..i was born on a mountainIn your neighbourhoodWe had met as toddlers..playing in a crib together..bonding for the lifetime..I wish&amp;nbsp;we were raised togetheras the best of freindshiding our toys in each others backyards..painting my blue fence pink..Trimming your hedges in figuresJust becau..</description>
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			<title>-Black n White-</title>
			<description>Surrounded by colors of lifeLeaving behind shades of blueSearching for the zest of lightDarkness persuades meMutating into misty greyFinally invisible out of sight.&amp;nbsp;Tempting rosette follows meHiding around running from hueArrogant crimson tears abideDreams delude meHanging between truths and li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nidaa/1060501/</link>
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			<title>-Anomaly-</title>
			<description>She..walked into a cloudDeformedLingered as smokeSurpassing breezeFell on a random leafLike a teardrop from griefShatteredMusteredVapoured&amp;nbsp;Completely soakedCame out as nothing.</description>
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			<title>i love you. So?</title>
			<description>The atmosphere is inspired by the Mughal Era infrastructure In India..There are tombs and Forts easily accessible for the tourist and locals..quite magnificent. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nidaa/1059297/</link>
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			<title>Angel</title>
			<description>What is an angel? Some handsome creature with white feathered wings on his back,guarding the gates of heaven? Wisdom on his face? Peace in his eyes? Friendly smile? Did i just describe it right? i want to know if its my imagination only? Or i share it with some of you out there?&amp;nbsp;I might have se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nidaa/1059283/</link>
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			<title>-The Quietus-</title>
			<description>Death..I think is a ladyDressed in black&amp;nbsp;Wrapped in greyVeiled in astrayDisgraced till eternity..She creeps slowlyFloating like a dark cloudGalloping the bright skyAnd Everything arounddozes off to her screaming lullaby..She sobs in frightLooking at the grave sightOf her victims&amp;nbsp;That once ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nidaa/1058356/</link>
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			<title>Maze of ruins</title>
			<description>An excerpt from an unfinished story..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nidaa/1058314/</link>
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			<title>The Masquerade </title>
			<description>A woman is as beautiful and intrigue as literature..here is how i see it.</description>
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