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			<title>A Trade with the Night</title>
			<description>This poem is based on my current emotional condition ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1152107/</link>
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			<title>They are Long Lost</title>
			<description>Only this barrier, this window,&amp;nbsp;Remains erected between you and me.Can't touch you, but can see you,Can feel you, your beginning.That mixture of light coloured red yellow and blackOn that horizon speak up,Remind me of the mornings That are long lost!This dawn, this wonderful sad c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1147937/</link>
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			<title>I have a Promise to Keep</title>
			<description>This journey leads me towards the endless eternity -Where darkness prevails among the lights,Where destiny seems to be lost in itselfAnd chaos defeats peace.Still I surviveAs I have a promise to keep ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1147933/</link>
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			<title>Meaning</title>
			<description>These free association writings-These words with no meaning-And these letters with no forms-Now have become images:They take shape of a figure andStand upright in front of me.Those pretty eyes with a terrible look-That innocent face with a murderous rage-And those delicate hands, against me-Are eyei..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1147931/</link>
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			<title>Nothingness</title>
			<description>I await that momentWhen nothingness would comeAnd encircle me!And then it'd be my teacherWho'll show me-The existance of nothingness!And thus my world'd be full,Full of irrational reality,Maybe invisible to you,But, visible to me!Maybe a tieless kite in the air,But, I'd be my l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1147929/</link>
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			<title>That Dark Light </title>
			<description>These words say it all ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1147926/</link>
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			<title>I swear (An Ode to Time)</title>
			<description>Like all my poems this poem is also deeply concerned with my life. I tried to give philosophical touch a bit.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ranggan/1145797/</link>
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