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		<description>The original writings of author Yaren</description>
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			<title>The King </title>
			<description>I never realized he was always by my side. He never left my side, but I ignored him for too long.He showed me his love when I really needed it and still did not force me to love him back right away. Everything that happened to me had to happened and was already planned so that it opened the path..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/2159377/</link>
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			<title>Awakening </title>
			<description>It is late at night and everytime I am in my room in the dark, there is this silence. Which is broken by my inner voices in my head. My head is constantly running.. Logic wants to dominate the inner peace. But there was this other voice.. Thats always been a submissive one..and in urgent situations ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/2122607/</link>
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			<title>Mind</title>
			<description>Aren't our thoughts our worst enemies? Aren't we destroying ourselves? Maybe it's the mind that is the problem and not the 'problem' we created on our own.We see the world with our own eyes.Fix your mind up and life will be better as you thought it would be.You just won the fight against y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/1730223/</link>
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			<title>Role Model</title>
			<description>They sat in front of the TV but then he started to get crazy.&amp;nbsp;He hit his wonderful wife who&amp;nbsp;was a mother of two kids.&amp;nbsp;He screamed and his two 5 and 9 year old kids ran to their&amp;nbsp;room&amp;nbsp;for not seeing&amp;nbsp;this drama again.&amp;nbsp;The 9 year old Liz said : 'Tom don't listen to the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/1490134/</link>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>It destroys, it kills, it hates.War is related to the death and the death is related to the destiny but war is not destiny it is purpose and not related to destiny. The purpose is to get what a country deserves or needs.Why taking the destinies of civilians in your hand and proving your strength?Som..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/1409452/</link>
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			<title>The spoiled society</title>
			<description>We are always dissatisfied with the food that we have got to eat.We always want the Creme de la Creme.We just throw away the leftovers that we dont want to eat anymore.We just take care of ourselfs and dont mind the poor people.There are so many people all over the world which are in poverty and nee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/1328596/</link>
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			<title>The ill girl  </title>
			<description>Hello. Can I introduce myself?I am Liza, a young fifteen-year old girl.I have cancer, leukaemia. That was exposed when I was twelve.My life changed radical. Before those twelve years I didn't even know what would expect me in this life. Anyway...my parents always told me how gladly I danced and sang..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yaren/1326774/</link>
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