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			<title>Those Things I Have Done</title>
			<description>This is a poem I wrote, inspired from the poem, 'that subtle feeling' by Simon Armitage. I hope you like it :) Its probably more dramatic and thought provoking, so I hope you can relate to this. </description>
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			<title>Traitor</title>
			<description>Being obsessed by the second world war, I always write poems and stories about it. So this is the outcome of one of my first ever tries .... hope you like it:)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CamYousefpour/422082/</link>
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			<title>Sweetheart</title>
			<description>A short story to chill you to your bones. 
Not that that's not a sentence full of cliches ;)</description>
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			<title>Through My Eyes</title>
			<description>This is the prologue, and where Christina revives the moment her mother tells her tragic news. She strives to get away, and returns to her thoughts. It is written in the first person, unlike the rest of the book, and is written after all of the book is wr</description>
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			<title>Paradeisos</title>
			<description>Paradeisos focuses on a Greek girl, Christina Zorbas who used to be what you might call an average adolescent. Not anymore. When she discovers her mother is suffering from advanced bone cancer, and she encounters a girl who seems to hold the key to her mo</description>
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