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		<description>The original writings of author Lunette Lariz</description>
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			<title>On Meditation</title>
			<description>I learned from meditation that I have to be at ease with my thoughts. That it is okay to find myself in the midst of all the mess. The speaker from the audio guide I am using for 4 days now said that meditation is comparable to when you are at the side of the road, watching the traffic and the vehic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/2100713/</link>
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			<title>Oh, I Thought </title>
			<description>I thought, I thought...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1123106/</link>
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			<title>Jo's Pen</title>
			<description>Her pen!!! Her pen!!!</description>
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			<title>To the Highest Exponent</title>
			<description>For the most amazing educator I've met</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1073400/</link>
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			<title>I Have Learned</title>
			<description>I think this is a waste of time..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1070650/</link>
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			<title>His Other Slipper</title>
			<description>They cannot use that without its pair.</description>
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			<title>The Girl Without Mirror</title>
			<description>She haven't seen a mirror since she could ever remember...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1068531/</link>
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			<title>Home, Sweet Home</title>
			<description>On a very rainy night, only shivers embrace him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1065841/</link>
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			<title>EYES WITH FURY</title>
			<description>This one's for her, who I want to smash with all my heart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1065295/</link>
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			<title>The Moth</title>
			<description>Poem inspired by the Story of the Moth or known as 'Ang Kwento ng Gamugamo' in the Philippines</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1063684/</link>
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			<title>A Look Behind</title>
			<description>My native land, so gentle and kind.</description>
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			<title>Windows of My Soul</title>
			<description>I'd rather see nothing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1061435/</link>
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			<title>Text Messages</title>
			<description>He loves me, not.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1061429/</link>
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			<title>The Key Chain</title>
			<description>I am but a little sister to him.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1059828/</link>
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			<title>The Ghost</title>
			<description>This could be confusing, but dare to understand.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keeyanpoleen/1059286/</link>
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			<title>I really don't know.</title>
			<description>I would consider this nonsense, but I would not.</description>
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