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			<title>//Soul Wishes//</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I wish I wasn't so easily attached&amp;nbsp;To non-physical&amp;nbsp;Things-&amp;nbsp;Things of no Matter,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I wish I wasn't attached to these Ideas-&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;These Ideas and thoughts and images&amp;nbsp;That can destroy me, make me dream up wishes and cravings&amp;nbsp;I crave things that cannot be...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1352654/</link>
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			<title>My Friend, melancholy</title>
			<description>One of my favourite words in the English language has to be this M word, and it describes my personality to the T.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349418/</link>
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			<title>Three a.m Wishes</title>
			<description>I get overwhelming feelings of freedom, and I find myself craving such things when listening to beautiful music, like the LOTR soundtrack.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349023/</link>
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			<title>Gift-Curse</title>
			<description>This is one of my darker poems, written when I was still struggling with myself and my depression.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349021/</link>
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			<title>The Dying Star's Lament</title>
			<description>I really do love Stars. They fascinate me. So, I wanted to pretend to be one, and I think they are very sad creations as they can fall and die. We are all made of stardust,and i adore that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349020/</link>
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			<title>Standing on the beach in Southern Italy</title>
			<description>These words flooded to my mind when I watched the sea one night when I was in Italy... I never knew how they came to my mind, and I was surprised at how lovely they sounded when I wrote them down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349019/</link>
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			<title>As I watched the White Smoke</title>
			<description>I am not a smoker, but I enjoy watching people blow the smoke out of their mouths when they smoke gracefully.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349017/</link>
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			<title>Execution on an Asteroid</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote while my thoughts were inspired by one of my all-time favourite books, The Little Prince. I really like personifying things. And I really love stars.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MelancholyMello/1349011/</link>
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