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		<description>The original writings of author Gargi</description>
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			<description>I wish I could just make up stories and feed them to his tiny head. He didn't have enough brains already. I could just tell him the cool facts and the random trivia I knew. Just to make him hold me in awe.&quot;I don't even know what you were doing with him.&quot;&quot;As if I know that.&quot;&quot;Oh, c'mon. You know bette..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1304696/</link>
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			<title>Made-up</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1304690/</link>
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			<title>Nat</title>
			<description>The sun is burningBut I will rise again from the ashesAnd then you will knowWhere this is meant to goBut the words will fall on deaf earsAnd your blinded eyesFrom what I emitI will trace you downAnd fix it straightAnd make you think..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1303898/</link>
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			<title>1. The Stranger in the Mirror</title>
			<description>She paused the movie and started walking to the loo.She was slightly self-conscious as she generally is. It was her relaxing time in her room, so she had no bra on but her n*****s were in the bad habit of sticking up front. Even when they were not hard. Why couldn't she have normal n*****s like the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1303868/</link>
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			<title>Possibilities: Orphan Black</title>
			<description>Fan-fics?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1303864/</link>
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			<title>Paula/Paulette</title>
			<description>You don't really know yourself.
Polly, twenty, is at times Paula - the uptight Miss Goody Two-Shoes or Paulette - the girl with desires and her own sort of expression for those. All in her own head.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1303858/</link>
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			<title>A Fool's Paradise</title>
			<description>They were there - in the fool&amp;rsquo;s paradise. J appreciates what S does and S does the same. And it&amp;rsquo;s not hard to say it out loud. You can accept it in front of a friend. Well, one friend. And a pizza deliver guy. But it&amp;rsquo;s not for the others, it&amp;rsquo;s for them. And th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1300166/</link>
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			<title>He doesn't say he loves me</title>
			<description>You, there is a collection of stuff I hear people say - I might even twist it. Not today.I'm hearing this from outside my room right now.*******You, thereHe doesn't say &quot;I love you&quot;. I mean he said it when he proposed me, but you know how people say it when they're in a relationship, he never does. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1298341/</link>
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			<title>01.12.2014</title>
			<description>WindowWhat does my window show me?It's dark outside. It sounds negative, but it really is dark. Or let me make it sound negative.It's dark and I can't see a thing for miles. Doesn't seem like there's any way out of here.The window has bars and it reminds me of the prison lawyers want to send the 'ba..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1297286/</link>
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			<title>Writing Practice</title>
			<description>Nonsense/Daily Prompt</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1297260/</link>
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			<title>Bored</title>
			<description>You, thereI'm getting boredThere's not much to doI'm getting boredI want to writebut don't have anything on my mindI'm getting boredI wanna go placesbut don't look for themI'm getting boredI dream bigbut don't do anything with itI'm getting boredHey, you, theredon't have anything on my mindI'm getti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1297258/</link>
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			<title>You, There</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1297256/</link>
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			<title>You Said It</title>
			<description>I hear people, and then I write their stories.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1297186/</link>
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			<title>A Dead Man's Kettle</title>
			<description>They were sitting in the football field, complaining. Complaining about how things function in their university. Somehow, it went to the neo-rich and golddiggers. Next thing you know they're discussing eulogies and funerals.Jai starts, &quot;Imagine what people would have to say when I die or Lakshya die..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/GargiSharma/1297184/</link>
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			<title>It Has To Go On</title>
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