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			<title>There is a Gift.</title>
			<description>A poem to bring you the true joy of Christmas.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rajoo/1458363/</link>
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			<title>Little Things Can Bring A Cheer.</title>
			<description>A poem for when you're feeling down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rajoo/1430487/</link>
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			<title>A Broken heart.</title>
			<description>He had eyes as big as saucersAnd cheeks so red and fat.His teeth protruded outwards And as he spoke, he spat.Just a pint of bitterThat is all he had.And as he sat there drinking I saw that he was sad.I watched him from the distanceAs he drank his pint of beer.And then onto hi..</description>
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			<title>The Thread.</title>
			<description>The eye is so small,it's hard to find sometimes,Especially when light is dim.Yet somehow I get through.Each day ,my differing colours or shadesCompliment the whole.So many ups and downs I take, But with a sharp guide to take the strain.With perfection of tension,I become a work of ar..</description>
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			<title>The Last Visitor.</title>
			<description>A poem inspired by an evening visit to my daughter's grave.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rajoo/1422671/</link>
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			<title>A Teardrop.</title>
			<description>Written with much love to my mum at a difficult time when my late dad was very ill.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rajoo/1421561/</link>
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			<title>My Walk.</title>
			<description>A poem of the beauty of nature</description>
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