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		<description>The original writings of author Melody</description>
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			<title>Entangled </title>
			<description>It was one lazy Saturday morning, when I wokeup feeling intense from the heavy week from workload and emotionally distortedwith my knee injured from an oversea trip.&amp;nbsp;It was around 9 am and I randomly check mychat message and found this stranger texted me early morning and asking what..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/2955092/</link>
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			<title>The Truth of A Stranger</title>
			<description>Many nights have passes by...The met up was only once.&amp;nbsp;The time was an eleven.&amp;nbsp;The facial image was not clear.&amp;nbsp;		.		.		.The date was just an hour.&amp;nbsp;The light handshake was given.The night was dark.&amp;nbsp;The chat was easy and simple.&amp;nbsp;The eyes were met.The kiss planted on the h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/1988015/</link>
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			<title>The Racing Mind</title>
			<description>I cannot sleep...not certain of the real reasons.Could it be the Green aroma tea?Could it be the food allergy?Could it be the missing of someone?Could it be the coming up job interview?Could it be the silent worrisome?Could it be the faint light of the full moon?Could it be the hyper metabolism of m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/1988009/</link>
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			<title>Being in love..</title>
			<description>To someone who is in love, they would feel that love is beautiful.To someone who is single, they would want to experience the love.To someone who&amp;nbsp;has her&amp;nbsp;heart broken, they would feel that love hurts and might never want to love again. &amp;nbsp;To me, love is like ups and downs...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/589721/</link>
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			<title>53</title>
			<description>this is a story about a girl who was attracted by a stranger. to be continued.. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/587935/</link>
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			<title>what's love? </title>
			<description>I'm wondering how would people who are in love feel? shouldn't they feel very secure, up in the air as such. but why do i always feel somehow insecure, lost, uneasy.. when i thought back abt yesterday, it doesn't really make me that happy but somehow i noticed something that bf is quite closed wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/587547/</link>
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			<title>day..after</title>
			<description>Hmm.. may be life is not as bad as it seems to be. yea, should&amp;nbsp;be optimistic even after failing many effort in life. human has a wonderful power of self-recovering. :) &amp;nbsp;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;is a day better&amp;nbsp;than what i've expected. bf asked me to join him&amp;nbsp;with a trip to KTV along ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/putthaporn/587324/</link>
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			<title>Feels</title>
			<description>1. Feeling disappointed after rejected by mum about going overseas with friend. should have known that it would turn out this way and need not bother asking for permission. &amp;nbsp;2. Feeling tired of putting in effort of making new friends which turn out to be futile. &amp;nbsp;3. Feelings physic..</description>
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