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			<title>Photograph</title>
			<description>I hold in my hand,That photograph with you,With your messy hair,And my silly do.I remember that day,How can I forget?All those crazy rides,And the blushing sunset.&amp;nbsp;I remember how sweet,You looked with that smile,And how you whispered to me,And promised to be mine.That flower you picked,And fixe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/508888/</link>
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			<title>Counting on. </title>
			<description>I'm counting on,I'm counting days.Since I last saw you,Since we parted ways.I'm praying for you,To see you smile,To feel your touchCome back, be mine.I feel the tears,Trickle down,I want you here,I want you now.It's hard enough,To live each day,Knowing that you left,For far away.I cannot survive,Wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/507944/</link>
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			<title>That Day.</title>
			<description>I look out the window,I look out and smile,I see the spot,Where I made you mine.It was a rainy day,And under that tree,You were standing there,Standing with me.I wanted to say,Say, that I love you,And I wanted you to,Say you love me too.And in the moment,That moment with you,My heart gives in,And I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/507660/</link>
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			<title>no?</title>
			<description>Across the hall,I see you standing,I see you stare.Abound a crowd,I see you looking,Maybe, you care.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/507651/</link>
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			<title>Rosa.</title>
			<description>Julian was real happy. He was ecstatic. It was his wedding anniversary today! It had been ten years since he had been married to his love. His Rosa. He loved her so much. He was sitting at work, and was booking tickets to the the movies. Rosa loved the movies. He made sure he got the best seats. Onl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/507644/</link>
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			<title>For me.</title>
			<description>You hold me tight,You hold me close,I hear you heart,beat for me.You sigh with me,You sigh for me,With every breath,You pray for me.You take my pain,Take it all away,And give me love,Love for me.You gave it up,You gave it all,Let it all go,All for me.You hold my hand,You hold it firm,And promise to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/507582/</link>
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			<title>I'm not a poet.</title>
			<description>I'm not a poet,but, I feel,the gloom of distance,when you're not here.I'm not a poet,but, I cry,when I feel low,when I miss you.I'm not a poet,&amp;nbsp;but, I smile,when I relive,the time I've spent with you.I'm not a poet,but, I pray,with all I've got,to be yours, to be with you.I'm not a poet,but, I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/498731/</link>
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			<title>ideas, just</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/495158/</link>
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			<title>The Tyres. </title>
			<description>Just another day at school. :)
22 November 2008 actually. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/494708/</link>
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			<title>The Snake Charmer.</title>
			<description>Little Melanie was the sweetest girl that you could ever come across. That&amp;rsquo;s what every person believed after they met her. She was the loveliest eight-year-old, her teacher would say. She was quite gifted as well. She played the piano, and she played it well. She had already performed quite a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/deeksha/493826/</link>
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