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			<title>Last December</title>
			<description>Stepping into a foreign land,Leaving behind a life so grand,&amp;nbsp;Ever ready for an adventureThose were my thoughts last December.&amp;nbsp;Ignorant of all, fully unaware,Convinced that here I was to shareThe sky above me blue and clearSurely there was nothing to fear.The little fingers held my hand,So ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/1047937/</link>
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			<title>Purest of Sin</title>
			<description>This poem is following the theme of unrequited and forbidden love. Written in the point of view of a girl in love. Inspired by a poem I came across recently. This is my take on it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/985045/</link>
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			<title>Love Is</title>
			<description>If you want to know,exactly how it feelsto love somebody&amp;nbsp;who doesn't love you...Then I can telland I can tell well -That when you lovewithout returnsit feels as thoughthe world is nightand perished is all the light.That every move&amp;nbsp;is made in shadowand all the chordsrefuse to play.Your very..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/977775/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>Pulling away from realityOh how I truly abhor spatialityBeing denied of my only requestHolding on to whatever&amp;rsquo;s left&amp;nbsp;I wasn&amp;rsquo;t prepared, I knew so wellYet time not wait, it rang its bell.So naturally was I led to wonder -Did life expect me to be st..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/946558/</link>
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			<title>Love Concealed</title>
			<description>I saw the way you looked at her,The way you smile when she holds your handHow you always want to have her nearTo stand next to her and to be her man.Her eyes were blue just like the ocean,Her hair flows naturally like it's waves,When you kiss her lips you'd remember each momentHer beauty so flawless..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/814667/</link>
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			<title>Hey, Listen to Me.</title>
			<description>Hey, listen to me.Even if you don't want to,I need you to try.&amp;nbsp;Hey, listen to me.Know that it hurts meWhenever I see you cry.&amp;nbsp;Hey, listen to me.Even if I won't understandI need you to tell me.&amp;nbsp;Hey, listen to me.Even if I cant help you,I need you to trust me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/693365/</link>
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			<title>I'm Sorry, My Friend</title>
			<description>Choosing a guy over a good friend is stupidest mistake a girl can make.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/652143/</link>
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			<title>Life of a Noble Gas</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I can be found in the periodic table,One who is often said to be 'noble'I am not outstanding in any way,But here is what I've got to say.&amp;nbsp;In my world, we call, people as elements,The substances without other components.While&amp;nbsp;friends are known as mixtures to us,And I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/513902/</link>
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			<title>Cheated</title>
			<description>I cry and cry as hard as I may,Thinking of you every night and day.But some love come and and some may past,I guess ours wasn't meant to last.I tell myself we were never meant to be,I knew this was coming, but I still couldn't see,The cold behind your warmth, the harted behind your love,But now its ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/510554/</link>
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			<title>Hate School</title>
			<description>I go to school with a heavy heart,As I had to learn from the very start,Of math and physics, and at times English,Subjects I've tried, but never accomplished.&amp;nbsp;For physics it teaches of speed and light,And math just never gets out of sightIn Chemistry I learn of pointless experimen..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sherilamilia/510548/</link>
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