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			<title>&quot;Death&quot;</title>
			<description>She is my lady love,Who sits always by my side;waiting for me with love,with her arms open wide.Like my shadow,she is somewhere beside in every scene.Even the light never betrays her;and in darkness,Her tender beauty reveals.Her kingdom her empire,her name is death;and she is never a liar.She addres..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/satchboogie/1425934/</link>
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			<title>&quot;An Abortion&quot;</title>
			<description>The most beautiful dream,Woven for nine months;In each and every SHE's mind.All of a sudden encounters theworst nightmare,A shameful dare.He/She is stabbed innumerable times and enormously,With reasons like infidelity;Sometimes, as an unwanted burden.And times for dreaming it too early.Ooh !! The br..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/satchboogie/1425930/</link>
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			<title>&quot;A Book like She&quot;</title>
			<description>A continuous doubt,Always echoed inside me;That there is something in the way,Truly there was something in the way.When the log was rolling,Few stones got burnt.And somewhere hidden behind the shadows,You mockingly frowned at me.Tis' when the first page of,A book like 'She';Was read to be turned by ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/satchboogie/1425927/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Call...&quot;</title>
			<description>Take me to the lands, Where GOD carelessly hibernates; Somewhere...where the first rays of sun, Embraces and kisses the Earth. With hands of glory, In the lands of stories. Because, my nostalgia still resides there, Where I strolled down alleys, Of my birth to adolescence, And still ripening to be a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/satchboogie/1422716/</link>
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			<title>&quot;To Buy her Soul a Happy World.&quot;</title>
			<description>Can hear the crackers bursting, And somewhere, She is also celebrating in the skies. Like an empty money bag she was, Lost usually, Used to lose, To buy her soul a happy world.  I can see the flowers blossoming, And she smells the purple haze there; Somewhere in the distant lands. Life was full of t..</description>
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