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		<title>Idealistic Annie  | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Idealistic Annie </description>
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			<title>Veil </title>
			<description>This veil of mine that covers me.That I wear so proudly.What do you see when you look at me?I can tell from your looks that you think I'moppressed, purely on the way I'm dressed.You think I'm subjugated and are gratefulyou're not me.I too have feelings and I too can see.I..</description>
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			<title>Everything's Unfinished </title>
			<description>Every step,&amp;nbsp;every road,&amp;nbsp; every path.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;in this life&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;has been left unfinished.Untold,&amp;nbsp;incomplete,&amp;nbsp; unfulfilled.Every feeling,&amp;nbsp;every secret,&amp;nbsp; every truth,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; left untold,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;unheard ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AneeqaaaZ/1202528/</link>
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			<title>When You're in, You're already in.</title>
			<description>Something  I wrote two years back.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AneeqaaaZ/1202022/</link>
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			<title>Marvelous moon</title>
			<description>Wrote this a year ago, one night during a full moon.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AneeqaaaZ/1202010/</link>
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			<title>Some Moments </title>
			<description>In the span of your lifetime,What are some moments you spent on me?Dare you call them wasted.Instead consider them to be an act of&amp;nbsp;charity, in the name of love.A gift given to you, from the she who loved you.Perhaps, they are nothing but sheer charity to you...&amp;nbsp;But to me they are a world I..</description>
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