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		<description>The original writings of author Harsh </description>
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			<title>Last day.</title>
			<description>I still remember the very last moments of my life.It was quite a lonely experience,because no one was there besides me on my death bed,that moment was painful.But i could still see my god waiting for me at the heaven's door with a wide smile on his face that was relievingWith the ticking of clock my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/harsh132/1363764/</link>
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			<title>Loser</title>
			<description>Losers are the one who make winners.Losers are the one who never fears.Losers play for their selflessness happiness.Winners play for their self interest in winning.Losers are the one who gets humiliated everytime.But still they never lose hope and play with the same self esteem and pride.They never ..</description>
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			<title>she</title>
			<description>respect women,never underestimate them.This is to all my sisters in this world.</description>
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			<title>failure</title>
			<description>Get failed in this</description>
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			<title>sitting on the roof</title>
			<description>circle of life </description>
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			<title>birds </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;making me feel like cry&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;whenever i see a lovely,lonely sky&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A  BACKBENCHER</title>
			<description>for the last row students in the school.</description>
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