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		<description>The original writings of author Ayanda Mteto</description>
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			<title>Love, imagination and Us</title>
			<description>IfI could make sense of this worldPuttogether all the piecesMyheart would be yours and yours mineIwould be Michael AngeloAndyou&amp;rsquo;ll be the 16 chapelDecoratedwith all my emotionsAllmy deepest sentiments I confess to youGivingyou all you deserve&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1503431/</link>
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			<title>Seasons of death</title>
			<description>On sunny days,Body sweat tears inagonyHell is nighLift your eyes to thesky&amp;nbsp;Snickering faces of SunGlaring down with vileadoration upon antsPlaying with his toy,&amp;nbsp;The magnifying glass, he burns&amp;nbsp;On windy days,The air fills the earthlike a b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1255496/</link>
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			<title>The illusion of the Ego</title>
			<description>The Ego does not choose side, between good and evil. It becomes the manifestation of the illusion, rooted from the ignorance. This is why the Ego will never be detected by a polarized mind, embroiled to the dualism. True 'Self' neither ask nor give, it is merely is, without desire that taint its amb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1249064/</link>
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			<title>Essence of a Woman.</title>
			<description>Gentle touch,sweet caressLips are redmelting fire,Kiss of anangel open wings to receive meUpon her bosom,Warm andsoft like the love she givesCloyed withbeautyShe is asun, shinning against the rain Shimmering vibrantrainbow&amp;nbsp;Colours ofher Sp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1075569/</link>
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			<title>Gender Thesis</title>
			<description>There is a woman amongst manAmidst in our soul, alone and neglectedLocked deep inside, our emotions are ignored&amp;nbsp;Blood and violence we believeOur hearts are made strongSpiritual pleasure experiencedWith physical measure&amp;nbsp;Feminine essence, is understand..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1068482/</link>
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			<title>I dream about you</title>
			<description>I sleep lone nights enacting sweet dreamsMemories with visage of your smileShining happiness imbued in my spiritReminiscing,That burning passion our souls intertwineIn a ribbon of loveHolding us together though distant apart&amp;nbsp;I miss you everyday we are not togetherIt feels li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1063653/</link>
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			<title>Human Aliens</title>
			<description>Golden eyes are made of soilWhere they digThe soul of Mother earth from his sons&amp;ldquo;The Adam&amp;rdquo; they mingledFallen bloodScientist without ambition but gold to harvest,The world is simpleIt gives without taking; it is the tender heart of the MotherIn tears her children in pover..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1056804/</link>
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			<title>The world does not exist</title>
			<description>A shadow memory was always on the mindDays were eternal stretchedLonger than the arms of TimeFogging mist spreading like wild fireFlaming dark billowed cloud covering the sun&amp;nbsp;The witness were eyes of deathLurking in the darknessCrawling with wolves to be born..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1056179/</link>
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			<title>Secret love of a Woman</title>
			<description>Wordsfall on her lips,Softwhispers she confess her secretsGrowingin my mindHerfantasyEnlivenmy eyes I close to see,Herbeauty fluttering in a breeze of enchanted dreamsWithambient surreal of her caress&amp;nbsp;Cascadinglike a waterfall drenching my des..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1054229/</link>
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			<title>What is the langue of Love?</title>
			<description>What is love we don&amp;rsquo;t understand?Secrets emotions shareIt is there, inside of us we choose to ignoreThe clouds may cover the skyBut the sun is still up shinningFevering with passionFrozen hearts baskSurviving a winter&amp;rsquo;s embrace&amp;nbsp;Lacerat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1054146/</link>
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			<title>Doubts</title>
			<description>When mist fogs a traveller is lost.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1053105/</link>
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			<title>Love is a simple Thought</title>
			<description>True love exist when you let it be.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1052611/</link>
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			<title>We were once Free</title>
			<description>Life was jungle, but now it is urban
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1052592/</link>
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			<title>Silhouetted veil</title>
			<description>In the midst of the sky is complete darkness.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1052570/</link>
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			<title>Gelid Heart</title>
			<description>Emotion&amp;nbsp;is strangeLike weather your feelings changeFrom a sunny dayTo a shimmering winter coldI was a fly caught in the web of a blackwidowMurdered her husbandTangled in lust of a venom love&amp;nbsp;Served with passion sweet as a morning kissBut your lips ta..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1050552/</link>
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			<title>Sounds in the hour Glass</title>
			<description>Looking through eyes shutThoughts envision dreamsSoul twilight into paradisePlaying songsSoulfully elating mysteriesVivid geometricsCandled pineal gland awakenedA spirit dead&amp;nbsp;Angels come from the skyWith knowledge aboveAdam is formed from the dust..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1049031/</link>
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			<title>Butterfly Wings</title>
			<description>The sun rises with anew dawnA morning of springshining with hopeUpon the heartfinally freeTasting for the firsttime fresh air delightWhiffing sweet redroses&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; White liliesCompletely in theambience of happiness&amp;nbsp;Singing l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1046518/</link>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>I hear sounds of water resonating blissI dream nights under moonlight kissA moist that drench my mouth tenderlyLike a lover&amp;rsquo;s kiss warm and sweetDrawn to its light like moth to flameMemories in symphony caress&amp;nbsp;I feel it as it tingles rushing through my body..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1040437/</link>
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			<title>Defining Love</title>
			<description>Mysteriesunfold about the keysTo unlockthe heart How tofree emotions trapped insideOftenI wonder if love does existRelishedby sentiments it givesUpon ayearning heart begging For thefairy tale childhood stories&amp;nbsp;Cinderella&amp;rsquo;snight with the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1039816/</link>
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			<title>Spiritual Legacy</title>
			<description>I wantto bring change before my dying fleshLeavea legacy for my sons and daughtersUponthis world raped of its resourcesWelcomethem to paradiseAs Iwas robbed cast out of Eden for the appleWassin a seed of vileUponmy weary heart I was deceived&amp;nbsp;It..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1039777/</link>
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			<title>Can this be Love?</title>
			<description>Dreamythoughts shimmers a lustful miragePlayingsoulful elation your imageManythings entwine linger in my mindWithmuch to say when our hearts meetConfessthese feelings when we&amp;nbsp;finally meet&amp;nbsp;Iam&amp;nbsp;lost&amp;nbsp;admist in your&amp;nbsp;soulCanit be love..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1039335/</link>
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			<title>Lessons in life</title>
			<description>It is only when we are reminded about 
ourselves we unlock our potential.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1032539/</link>
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			<title>Elixir of Wisdom </title>
			<description>everything we need is in us.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1031870/</link>
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			<title>Dieses of the Heart</title>
			<description>I could almost feel the fading grip of your loveFinally upon the bitterness you gave inScars across your body words slash you openIt was like a horror movie the abuse love gaveI cringe in deep sighTears falling like rain in thunder and lightning&amp;nbsp;The tempered stor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1023947/</link>
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			<title>A girl I Love</title>
			<description>love is a gift to be shared with the on you love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/1020346/</link>
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			<title>Honey Kisses</title>
			<description>The first kiss...
one will never forget that first taste of love.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/982960/</link>
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			<title>Untliled</title>
			<description>What is wrong with the world, is what is wrong with people in it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/972837/</link>
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			<title>Windows of Sin.</title>
			<description>Lust first seduce your eyes, then your heart.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/964667/</link>
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			<title>Tears I cried</title>
			<description>The language of tears is a river, opened flood that drown.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/964093/</link>
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			<title>Mysterious Mind</title>
			<description>Deep inside your consciousness, what do find?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/959542/</link>
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			<title>Dead end Love. (How she changed)</title>
			<description>We love those who don&amp;rsquo;t love us,
still hoping for their love that will never come.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/958500/</link>
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			<title>There is something about you</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know why she makes feel this way,
Could she be the one to have my last name?
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/950468/</link>
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			<title>Her name is Roxy, AKA &amp;lsquo;Rose&amp;rsquo;</title>
			<description>Love is sweet with a kiss.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/946121/</link>
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			<title>Ancestor</title>
			<description>We all belive in the strange unknown to us.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/944210/</link>
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			<title>Simple  life of Child</title>
			<description>I remember as child, life was easyTeaching only A, B, CAppreciating the best that came,Toys I played &amp;lsquo;till my feet were as brown like the groundRestless in my imagination, full with adventuresPirates that search for treasure,Sailing the angry sea, one eye patched &amp;nbsp;Bevy beard..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/942896/</link>
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			<title>There aren&amp;rsquo;t many like you</title>
			<description>we all love, but not in the same way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/942882/</link>
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			<title>So you want to kill Time.</title>
			<description>Life is death, without breath.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/942343/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts</title>
			<description>The mind holds more riches, than a world full of gold.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/942303/</link>
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			<title>Body Goddess </title>
			<description>Men rule with strength and power; women rule with tender and pleasure. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/942253/</link>
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			<title>Let me in</title>
			<description>When we met; you did not know me.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/941004/</link>
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			<title>Women Eternally</title>
			<description>The world is filled with beautiful women,
Who deserve to be loved.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/940464/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>This poem is about my thoughts about life, God and everything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ayanda/939759/</link>
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