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		<description>The original writings of author Velida</description>
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			<title>Love Painting</title>
			<description>Dedicated to my love &amp;hearts;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1339802/</link>
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			<title>Jesen</title>
			<description>Pismeni sastav za &amp;scaron;kolu, na temu 'Savr&amp;scaron;en jesenji dan'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1249321/</link>
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			<title>Screaming Silence</title>
			<description>I was listening to the breeze today,started singing, and it was like I heard it saying: SHH, listen to the silence... and I had to write a poem with that sentence</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1187890/</link>
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			<title>3</title>
			<description>POGLAVLJE: Uvod</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1185071/</link>
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			<title>2</title>
			<description>POGLAVLJE: Uvod</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1185070/</link>
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			<title>Love Prayer</title>
			<description>I'm a complicated person, what else to say?...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1130768/</link>
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			<title>The Dreamer</title>
			<description>The first one without sad thougths :D </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1126886/</link>
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			<title>Oh, the 14th</title>
			<description>t's been a long time since I've wrote my last poem, and I just don't feel I'm in the form anymore. Tell me your opinion in the review... 

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1124761/</link>
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			<title>~ Au revoir ~</title>
			<description>Facing the forces of my sadness,I see the hole filled with darknesssucking all the life inside,I watch it, with my eyes opened wide.I entered the depths of life's despair.I can't find my way back.No, I'm not running away,no, this time I'll just stay.Instead of looking for a place to hide,I'll let th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1101449/</link>
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			<title>It's Christmas time!</title>
			<description>I dedicate this poem to my friends all over the Universe.
And, I don't celebrate Christmas,I'm a Muslim. :)
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1094720/</link>
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			<title>Uvod</title>
			<description>-Samo dio uvoda,ajmo re&amp;#263;',jedna stranica.
Vrijeme radnje:
Februar, 2011
Mjesto radnje:
Sankt-Petersburg, Rusija</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1093466/</link>
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			<title>The sound of the end</title>
			<description>Yes,we thought we'll die together,and we thought we'll fly foreverwe stole a small piece of sky.We were silly,I won't deny.I've already faced it:we had to grow apart,I know I had to commit,but how to explain that to heart?It still spreads it's little wings,ready to fly away&amp;nbsp;with the sound of yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1088469/</link>
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			<title>Tears of a Monster</title>
			<description>I feel it in my veins,see it through my scars,it's saying: 'Love is a vain'it's coming from my heart's jar,and it says: 'My name is pain.'Though it's crushing me inside,I won't let it leak,Though,I have to die,I won't show I'm weak.There's no one who would love me,so,I throw my heart in mud,'cause y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1086823/</link>
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			<title>Prolog</title>
			<description>Volim te-pro&amp;scaron;aputao je slabim,izmu&amp;#269;enim glasom i zagrcnuo se pri naletu krvi iz njegovih bla&amp;#382;enih usta. &amp;bdquo;Ne,ovo nije kraj,ti me ne&amp;#263;e&amp;scaron; napustiti,jel me &amp;#269;uje&amp;scaron;?!&amp;ldquo;-histeri&amp;#269;no sam viknula na njega. Blagim je,laganim treptajem potvrdio moje rije&amp;#2..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1082818/</link>
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			<title>Prolje&amp;#263;e u Sankt-Petersburgu</title>
			<description>...nekim stvarima nikad ne pro&amp;#273;e rok...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velida/1081597/</link>
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