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			<title>Mother's Day Poem</title>
			<description>Today is the day that should be celebrated everydayAnd I know you barely ever get all the credit you deserve I can't stress how much I love you, no matter what I do or say And I can't show my appreciation enough for all the good you serve I know your heart is at the end and no one acts like they car..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1360009/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Translation&quot; </title>
			<description>The soul is the body of the heart,The heart conceives the feeling,The feeling births the mind,The mind impregnates the thought,And while the thought is in labour, It breeds a child named &quot;Word&quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1354795/</link>
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			<title>The Generation Of Sheep</title>
			<description>(Unedited/unfinished)The issue with society today is that all we care about is lust We try to act like the old generations, but sadly we can't adjust These mindless hypocrites out there will dare to preach and then trust So long as they inform others it's wrong, for them then it's just P..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1299627/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Diagnosed With Ignorance&quot;</title>
			<description>Tell me about the world where innocence was all but realTell me about the hands who threw such shame on those who'd stealTell me about the eyes that shut to any life on screenTell me about the mouths that silenced filth and left it clean And how true is what I say that every fiend is but m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1220233/</link>
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			<title>&quot;My Skin Is Manmade&quot;</title>
			<description>Note: This piece is to be written in an uneducated individual's place.The sky is a chance and my skin is manmadeA dying religion in need of medical aidI formed the function of clay with varied masterful pieces And as I've given you sickness, I will take all your diseasesGrasp your own ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1219796/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Who Are We Really?&quot;</title>
			<description>&quot;Are we really who we are because of our own choices, or by the choices we are born into?&quot;. -AnonymousI've permitted my vision to see by the voicesOf those who have birthed the empowering choicesTrust to their word, it's best I have heardFear is my life when the truth has been blurred ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1219763/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Affect. Inflict. Effect.&quot;</title>
			<description>The echoes and powers of warnings in wordsThe world is drowning as high as the birdsMy greed will now rise, and leave its disguiseI care for none other till seen with my eyesThe ruins of existence, resistance till deathWhen all then must gasp, grasp one last breathWhen lies our depart,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1219704/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Black Deceiver&quot;</title>
			<description>The devil had to deceive Adam and EveAnd make us be tested on earth till we leaveBut we can all grieve for what we perceiveAnd why we conceive and give birth to achieve It goes back to the start when it all had beganHe refused to bow down to God's first manNow what's his plan? To retur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1218160/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Murder, You Embrace&quot;</title>
			<description>In a world of only violence, I askDo you dare come out without your colored mask?Or so a piece of cloth you put around your faceTo hide your identity, murder, you embraceYou're seen by your enemies, you're painfully shotYou'll lose your life, or all you've gotYou're in with no exit, yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1218154/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Emerald Society&quot;</title>
			<description>Speak of love, and love will speakLove will seek to perish weakBut do I speak of such deception?Let's go deep with each perceptionLet's look closely in our consumptionsScornful eyes of lost assumptionsLet's speak truth of the emerald societyThe trace we face is but our physical anxie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1218137/</link>
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			<title>The Prophet (P.B.U.H)</title>
			<description>His soul would cringe seeing harm to his peopleHe was the man who was seen as the finest of equal He left much behind for all of us to rememberBorn in his clan and I've been blessed as a member Never following deception, but rather was leading Begging and pleading and always then interce..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XxSarahAhmedxX/1217445/</link>
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