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		<description>The original writings of author indigo</description>
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			<title>traits</title>
			<description>A personal and valued idea, within the confines of my mind and worldview, is that the human population can be divided into two categories: the artists, and the living artwork &amp;#2013266048;&quot; as natural as ying and yang; black and white; light and darkness; night and day. Lethargy and energy..</description>
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			<title>passing</title>
			<description>Your matter and energy give form to something else. Your atoms, every particle of your physical being, becomes a part of another. Technically, you are reincarnated. As for the spirit, I do not know. But at least physically, your essence lives on &amp;#2013266048;&quot; albeit scattered amongst and ..</description>
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			<title>One for the Writers</title>
			<description>I'd like to think that words are for the blessed. I mean, to be able to articulate is extraordinary. And since we all use words, that would mean we're all blessed. Writing empowers us - putting letters on paper means you're effectively putting sentiments into minds, too. Communication, whether verba..</description>
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			<title>lucidity</title>
			<description>Asa child, I&amp;rsquo;d scrutinise intently any mark of a discoloured hue thatmight appear on my skin. Bruises, stains - anything that lingeredon the surface of a palm or the upper layers of a knee. I could getlost in the minutes spent staring at particularly prominent veins,tracking down my ..</description>
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			<title>raw</title>
			<description>Life story so far.</description>
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