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			<title>reflexes of my reflection</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;iv&amp;nbsp;i did.you did.we did, didn&amp;rsquo;t we?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i watchedyou watchthe starsfalling on my watch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i wroteyou, wroteright down the road.&amp;nbsp;i wonyou, wonlittle wan,we were one,the shadow of my sun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;v&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/308925/</link>
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			<title>labyrinth of self-persiflage</title>
			<description>i could hearkenyour sesquipedalianallocutionand you&amp;nbsp;excogitated that i wassupercalifragilisticexpialidociously impressed?your semanteme may have succeeded&amp;nbsp;reaching myamygdalae&amp;nbsp;but not the ephemeral mnemonic epitheliumsin my cerebrum.your lamprophonydidn&amp;r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/299478/</link>
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			<title>Death Scene</title>
			<description>                        &amp;nbsp;                        &amp;nbsp;Like every scene of a crime where the police finds a trail of blood leading to a shoe that also leads to the body of a young girl who was raped in the middle of the night in a placid country road...&amp;nbsp;This w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/296009/</link>
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			<title>the hymn of the antagonistic prodigy</title>
			<description>'tis a song of rock 'n' roll,sounds like a crap of rapto the tune of f**k 'n' fall,in the melody of antimonyand psychedelic parody,used as placebolike crystals of naphthalenemistaken for methamphetaminethat won't let you die,but can make you flyinstead,to a place that resembles..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/290386/</link>
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			<title>the road to your sunlight</title>
			<description>here's a song i wrote which melody keeps playing only in my mind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/283837/</link>
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			<title>?!...</title>
			<description>an attempt to write the longest poem in three words...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/281040/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1.5 - Divine Disturbance</title>
			<description>In the absence of the moon, the eastern star danced to its brightest amongst all others as its single shaft led the wise men to a manger. Not far away, on a spot where dense number of trees dwelt, a conspicuous man searched for something that would conceal his nakedness. A while ago, he had buried..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/280082/</link>
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			<title>WAR WITH GOD</title>
			<description>What if God appears to you and says that He would grant you a wish? Would you wish for a new car? A mansion? Millions of money? A happy life? For a man who lived a miserable kind of life, it was different. For Christopher, the word GOD was synonymous to s</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/280081/</link>
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			<title>deathscape</title>
			<description>come,join the danceto the beatof the pouring rain,and admire the moonas the sun departs.don't thinkyou're hallucinatingwith the viewyou're aboutto see.because betweensleep and awakening,i bring to yousomethingbeyond heavencould ever yield. forget aboutloving..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/278510/</link>
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			<title>i am...</title>
			<description>                        &amp;nbsp;            Feb 11, '08  9:29 AM            for everyone            i amwind...silent as the moon,still as a child asleep,invisible as a scream;a memory of all memories,a piece of forgotten dreams;not here to be loved,let alone be f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/276930/</link>
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			<title>windowheart</title>
			<description>you were waitingfor a frown from a clown to fulfill your dreams,for the rain to conceal your tears,for darkness to hide your fearso i came to comfort thee...you embraced meand i instantly  knewi was lured foreverinside of you.though i settled in that placewhere i don't always bel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/273830/</link>
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			<title>woodstock decides to die</title>
			<description>i am a big fan of woodstock so i decided to make a tribute to him...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/272314/</link>
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			<title>metempsychosis</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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; fly&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/271023/</link>
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			<title>tonight</title>
			<description>tonightthe moon turnsinto a lonely fool,making me a preyfor his perishing soul,as i feel himsmiling at me,turning me into a lover,making me rememberthe old dayswhen we sat beside each otherby the shorewhere we used to throwour stonesbearing our dreams,without hesitation..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270706/</link>
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			<title>reverie</title>
			<description>i've dreamed of you dancing in the moonlight,&amp;nbsp;the moon looked so happy, the stars were all in sight.&amp;nbsp;you were a part of the horizon, a wonderscape that made me feel so alive.&amp;nbsp;then as you got tired, i came to you&amp;nbsp;and together we gazed upon a beautiful sight,&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270335/</link>
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			<title>dopamine overdose</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;city lights,bright nighti wish you'd dreamof me in summer.stalagmites,stalactites,i hope you'd keep mein your wonder.with the heavenly starsand planets' might,i wish you'd hold mein slumber.unreachable goal,unbearable soul,for your beautyi will always ponderfo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270333/</link>
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			<title>sandwoman</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;i bought a ticket to a one-night fantasy,when suddenly the world turned its back on me.i searched for my old friend called reality,and found him replaced by a familiar face called stupidity.so with the ticket in hand, i began with my journey,then after a hundred steps, i felt tir..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270055/</link>
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			<title>the wraith of the 'them'</title>
			<description>here they come again, haunting me, making me uneasy, troubling me, preventing me to sleep. they are incessantly talking, despite my already closed eyes, they appear like ambiguous images of different beasts, some even managed to appear angelic. i can hear their tiny voices&amp;nbsp;aloud, i can see thei..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270053/</link>
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			<title>poker poetry: the day my life turned into game of poker</title>
			<description>I have been sitting here as soon as I woke up, playing poker online (a past-time that seemingly developed into a habit and a habit drawn from boredom) on different tables, in different rooms, with different hosts, different jerks, different posers, and indifferent dealers. Now I&amp;rsquo;m still awake,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270052/</link>
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			<title>on writing and drinking</title>
			<description>a drowsy pair of eyes with a hyperactive imagination won't make me go to bed. worse, it feels like i'm on a transient space between sober and slumber with a tummy full of beer and a mind full of tomfooleries.i wasn't like this. it might be the nicotine in my veins or probably the caffeine in my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270048/</link>
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			<title>Vindicated</title>
			<description>When it seems that all the thingsI&amp;rsquo;ve done in my life is wrong,I know that loving youIs the only thing that&amp;rsquo;s right,And I am vindicated&amp;nbsp;I may not be a good man,Not even the ideal guyBut I can give the greatest love for youA love meant only for you&amp;hellip;An..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danonin/270046/</link>
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