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			<title>It's not difficult to do the dishes. It's difficult to not do them!</title>
			<description>Day 2 of Corona series</description>
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			<title>What Exactly is the Universe Up to?</title>
			<description>A series to make quarantine less boring</description>
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			<title>Watch out, Fantasies</title>
			<description>If you don't believe in imagination, I don't believe in you. </description>
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			<title>Despicable Sausage</title>
			<description>If you think that a sausage is trying to pull you downSo hard Until you choke on your own food....There you are !With your low self- esteem.Trying to make a pudding out of itBut completely forgetting to addA fusion of all those citrus fruits That would be floating on its surface,Wi..</description>
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			<title>Ode to a butcher</title>
			<description>Blood-red piece of meat cut open from the caged animals tearing apart their furs and dermal layers like the gates of a posh apartment,opened rapidly once the car of the lord makes it's way inside,Embellishes those crimson-stained counters.Suspending from those giant hooks,my ey..</description>
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			<title>Macaroons</title>
			<description>Romance her,Like those tough (exterior),crunchy but expensive and colourful, Parisian macaroons because her face uses a variety of filters everyday.She is vibrant. </description>
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			<title>Legit?</title>
			<description>May be the stars look at usand see us shining too!</description>
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			<title>I am not all that, yet I am that!</title>
			<description>Goodness begets goodness!Huh? IT'S JUST AN OLD SCHOOL BELIEF!!!Come out of your tiny shell and I am sure the world, this bundle of contradictions has many things to offer.May be there is no justice in the world, may be there is no rainfall after the sultry summer day.May be the justice comes..</description>
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			<title>Just once</title>
			<description>Just for once,Open your eyes and see the truth.Even closed eyes are capable of seeing big castles and coins of gold</description>
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			<title>Bread</title>
			<description>The marginalized brownish black in your peripherymakes me cry and moves pity and terror beyond any scene,ancient or modern with which I am acquainted.I had seen you in that Kissan Fruit Jam advertisement and&amp;nbsp;blushed at the mere&amp;nbsp;prospect of bringing you home.What grams and what other units ..</description>
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			<title>Chairs</title>
			<description>In the silence of the room,if the furniture is having an intercourse,its not necessary that the other half has to be a male or female;not certain that one has to become pregnant and flaunt their new belly- shape.Only humans can do that-Ah! Miracles.Bring me two empty chairs.One black,one white.I wil..</description>
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			<title>Atypical Cranky</title>
			<description>Has the day changed or the continent?I am no longer the one I used to be.I frown at the world, make faces at them. People instigate me to mock the frivolities of  the world and then I counter- attack these same people asking myself, &quot;Look, whose talking?I was born and cast in a  different mo..</description>
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			<title>Last month</title>
			<description>Last month I worried about communicating with complete strangers.Last month I indulged in activities in the areas,out of practice.Last month I gave my hundred percentLast month I toiled till the endLast month I did the work of separating husk from the grainLast month I boldly fac..</description>
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			<title>Voluminous Airhead</title>
			<description>You suffocate me with your detailsTry talking about the length of your hairor the shampoo you prefer the most nowadays.I am glad we didn't meet yesterday.I shirked from participating in that silly blonde stuffWhich you blabbed on-Going to the gym and shopping;Even brunettes can do that.I savored the..</description>
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			<title>Cerebral dork</title>
			<description>Intellectual he was,&amp;nbsp;Well versed as well.&amp;nbsp;97/100 in psychology-&quot;Are you kidding me?&quot;&amp;nbsp;You are amazing man!&amp;nbsp;People will just fall for you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Social situations embarrassed him&amp;nbsp;But small ones and not a platform or stage.&amp;nbsp;You can't even interact properly,you don..</description>
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			<title>Hustlers</title>
			<description>You come in varieties-Frankenstein, mummy,vampire and werewolf.I am not sure which one do those middle aged women encounter on weekends.Every night I see the likes of you hanging around in the park,Hunting for yourselves some suitable customers.Some bargain, some do not.They count you in terms of pl..</description>
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			<title>Reciprocal Redneck</title>
			<description>His mummified face which looks nothing like yours,plastered with a bogey of that boy makeupwhich you follow everyday on that popular Instagram page,made me leap out of my skin.Who would know this redneck had something called &quot;attraction',concealed within himself.Who knows what he likes and how he li..</description>
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			<title>Electric blue</title>
			<description>Do not get me wrongfor I was only trying to touch your beautiful bodywith my electric blue nail paint,skimming my fingers down your torso,and testing the limits of endurance.Damn! You woke up.And I ended up touching your elastic soul.Ugly it was, unlike your body.Black it was, unlike my electric blu..</description>
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			<title>32 flavours</title>
			<description>Vanilla,chocolate,strawberryWhat would you love to choose?The soft essence of vanilla will leave you astray.That rough chocolate will be hard and difficult to penetrateWhile strawberry would sting offering crimsons and roses.But these are just flavours entirely.Real love comes tasteless and transpar..</description>
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			<title>Things found at an Auction</title>
			<description>At an auctionHeld in my own house of hearts,I had you and meSold to the highest bidders,And clear the trash&amp;nbsp;Which lay heavily on the porch of my valves.Disrupting the regular flow of oxygenated bloodThrough my nerves,veins and arteries.With the hardest hammering soundAnd unpleasant knocking,I c..</description>
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			<title>Sparrows</title>
			<description>What craft is to be usedFor painting the sparrowsSuch lovely and beautiful?Unified and serene,With a tinge of white,Adorable LilliputsWith keen attention and sharp eyes.Do nOt take into account the count,Three,four or five.Just admire their spiritWhich resides in those brittle wings.For one flap mea..</description>
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			<title>Blackbird</title>
			<description>Silvery flakes plummeting down,Glittering in the bright light of the harvest moonThe blackbird swooped downAnd sang in the dead of the night;Pouring forth its miraculous melodyWhich could change infernal into etherealTrying to take the help of the broken wings,And learnin..</description>
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			<title>A smashed flower on the sidewalk</title>
			<description>A smashed flower on the sidewalk-Overused,discarded and dirty.Crushed under the&amp;nbsp;elephantine and branded shoes,Smelling like a mean-spirited egg,cracked carelessly on thefloor.Which hand may have dropped,by mistake.Intentional or unintentional,Whatever be the case.I..</description>
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			<title>Message in a  bottle</title>
			<description>It was delivered unpackedUpon the sands of that hoity-toity heartWhich had enjoyed alwaysIt's egotistic aloofness,Lordly and overbearing statusLike a toplofty grandee.It was that favourite lollipop to a childSparkling in every way.Most desired,Most craved,Most wanted.It came in a brittle package,Tra..</description>
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			<title>Obsidian</title>
			<description>Once formed of lava,I have solidified.Packed within an impenetrable covering,Layers conceal my surface.Grew up in darkness,Black being a favourite.Couldn't repress the emotions,Which became quite prominent.The stones inside the dark body,Hardened like an unbreakable glass.Tattered fan,Suddenly becam..</description>
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			<title>A miniature world</title>
			<description>Exchange your toys with me,Not firm promises.Give me your generosity,No commitments.Let the adults indulge in the activities above;They live in a customary world.Let us create our own worldWhere god will be at the very centre.</description>
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			<title>Water girl</title>
			<description>Oppositions come when fire and water meetThey never subside.Immersed or not;This aqua girl always cries.Folks underestimate the tiny drops from the azure eyesThinking how can water cry?This water of yours is no ordinary.Step ahead and reveal it's subsistence.The deep-seated fire in youCan provide am..</description>
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			<title>Inamorata</title>
			<description>Just in case,You have forgotten to furnish the cosmosWith more hunky-dory shades of beatitude and grace,Do it fast.It wouldn't be acknowledged colourless.The crocheted grass is waving it's floral hand continuouslyAsking for more of that burgeoning green,From your kaleidoscopic,long skirt.With flower..</description>
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			<title>Fishnet Stockings</title>
			<description>The calescent smoke from the cigaretteCan be prohibited by applying a &quot;no-smoking&quot;sign.But,the provocative fishnet stockings&amp;nbsp;Cannot debar the tropical heat emitting from a woman.</description>
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			<title>A haughty garb</title>
			<description>Haughty and frosty,Barrier is a garb.Look carefully,There is still a red,beating heart.</description>
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			<title>The door of sensuality</title>
			<description>#Lascivious doorCan not be a barrier.Coming with a handleProvides an easy grip.Sensual emotions reaching its climax,Door remained intact.Perhaps,Someone couldn't master the art of opening it.</description>
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			<title>Her non-clich&amp;eacute;d childhood</title>
			<description>I wish to do so somethingWith the tedium.By enhancing your kittenish childhoodWith teddies of words,Dolls of fine art.So that you pile up all the clich&amp;eacute;d playthings,Not doing them an elaborate favour,Demanding from me,a notepad.</description>
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			<title>Swinging eternally</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The yellow fringesOf my saffron dressAre feeling gutsy,Fluttering in the ethereal air.No hardship,No grievance,No responsibility,No punishment,No tomorrow,&amp;nbsp;Today is eternal .Every being in the seventh heaven.The celestial swing moves by itself.While down below,Things are obscure,In a stat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fattycbreezy52/1587933/</link>
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			<title>Your July girl</title>
			<description>A bleak canopyOf a dingy umbrella,Has darkened my faceLike the July sun,Eclipsed somewhereBy the charcoal gray clouds of scandal.Vaccinated against your notorious tales,And guarded by the unambiguous parasol,I am a July girl.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fattycbreezy52/1587325/</link>
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			<title>A barbecue </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Roast me like a chicken&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Upon the charcoal of your admiration,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Wherefrom I would strive&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;To give your spice monger tongue,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A piquant flavour of my barbecue.</description>
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			<title>This could be my year</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I have forgotten those ornamented scrapbooks,My phone storage bedevils me everyday.But,my DSLRIs a friend forever,Storing the thingsWhich I never knew would be there.Saving joy,compassion,love,Tease,taunts and raised brows,Pouts,duckfaces and faux-surprised expressions,Set against the l..</description>
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			<title>Keep it simple,silly</title>
			<description>The path to my heart is straight,And simple.Please ignore the thick valves.To reach my pear,All you need is to uproot,A dense covering.And carve your own passage out.It's not a labyrinth,I guarantee.</description>
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			<title>End of the masquerade</title>
			<description>Concealing the physiognomy,Throwing dust in reality's vigilant eye,You bought yourselfA charismatic mask,A hieroglyph of perfidious delight.The camouflaging aspect,Complementing the suspicious dominoHas hidden much of what lies behindThose effervescent black eyes.Hide as hard as you can.BecauseTruth..</description>
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			<title>The girl with a cross-side bag</title>
			<description>...........................................................................................................................................................................................................Pink,yellow, auburn were the panels of ambiguity, concealing the fugitive chastity of her insubst..</description>
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			<title>One in a million</title>
			<description>Rising from the indistinguishable,I have still made my markAs an individual.No judging.For countenance is an insufficient base.I am one in a millionBut,One of a kind.</description>
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			<title>And you got yourself a deal.</title>
			<description>Bestfriends........Forever??????????///</description>
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			<title>Stinging</title>
			<description>They say in a simple language-&quot;Always keep smiling&quot;But,the heart doesn't speak a language,As simple as this.Living life with a deep relief roll-onTook a toll on me.I got carried away,And lost the real polish.But, a roll-on has to get over,one day.How I failed to realise such a simple truth!In spite ..</description>
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			<title>Ode to a cherry</title>
			<description>&quot;Ode to a cherry&quot; &amp;#127822;(Not for the pure realists out here)Flashing like those crimson ear dropsYou winked at my tickling enzymesWhich pushed me all the wayTo the fresh &amp;nbsp;fruits section of the supermarketAnd bring you home for some 250 bucks.In a customary, unembellished boxWhich I know is s..</description>
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			<title>One promise for the night</title>
			<description>Was it nothing?The embrace,The kiss,The moment.Or was it just a doltish mindTelling to trust him for the night?</description>
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			<title>Nyctophilia</title>
			<description>How is the combination ofA rubicund umbrella and a no-nonsense black dress?Look closely.The umbrella is not rubicund.It was initially a captivating black.The ruddiness is actuallyThe result of streaking every layer of it,With his crimson blood.I do not usually stroll around the city at night,My mom ..</description>
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			<title>An ignorant maiden</title>
			<description>Recumbent,Dog-tired,Knock-down by monotony.Unambitious,Unambiguous,A simple book to read.Chargeless,Casual,No need to escape.Uncommitted,Unfettered,Imagination by the laws of argumentation.Unstimulated,Soulless,Running errands,non-productive.Anaemic,Pasty-faced,For the lack of sagacious nutrients.Lu..</description>
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			<title>A collective avant-garde</title>
			<description>You and me.A sheer and unmitigated eye contact.&amp;nbsp; Minds frisking, &amp;nbsp;At the very thought of our favourite song.In the background,This groundbreaking downpour.Want to be a controversial avant-garde composer?</description>
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			<title>A spooky loss</title>
			<description>He kept on yelling 'Carpe Diem',At the top of his lungs.But,you continued with your coyness,Failing to yieldTo an honest bevy of overtures.Now defeated in the struggle against the monstrous timeWhich gives your expiration a sardonic smileSleep here restlessly,Devoid of beauty,Rosy cheeks and hue,Ski..</description>
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			<title>Euphoria of downpour</title>
			<description>The biggest advantage of crying in the rainIs to get the bubbly touch of that lightweight dropWhich can make you relinquish the injurious prick of your tears,And bask in this superb,magnetic euphoria.A healing balm to your soul.Isn't it?&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>My Gothic Hero</title>
			<description>In the dark of the night,Treading the labyrinthine path,When you come all the way to my house,On the corner of the dark alley.My heart skips a beat.The night is tight-lipped,The breeze is noiseless.There is something sinister about the&amp;nbsp;Nefarious activities of those villainous bats.Amidst such a..</description>
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