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			<title>Love, can keep rocks alive</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;True love can keep rocks alive&amp;rdquo; Once upon a time, When inanimate things had feelings, and rain knew how to sing, everything then had a purpose , just like now. Yet, everything had dreams as well then. However, there were two candles in a big house.They loved each other a love stronger t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1702518/</link>
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			<title>Footprints</title>
			<description>When I look back in timeTo my life, all I see is a desertEmpty all around, just sand.As I near the last two yearsI see small footprintsOf a 20 years old girlWith nicely shaped toes.For a long distanceI only see her footprintsBut after some timeI see a pair of themWalking side b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1687423/</link>
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			<title>people who are meant to be in our life's </title>
			<description>			      Sometimes we feel aconnection with some people before we even meet them, as if the wholereason behind our life is to meet with them, befriend them and lovethem. And this is what happened to a boy called Earnest who's storywe'll read in those pages.    Earne..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1685004/</link>
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			<title>the wonder</title>
			<description>I'm wandering alone in a far skyFrom above I'm looking At a pretty womanWho is known for being shyShe is a trophy that no one ever will knowShe is made with golden toolsMade by God's handsA perfect charming sweetheartShe is sitting in a gardenTalking to flowersWhich R waiting impatiently for her han..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1684996/</link>
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			<title>Nostalgia</title>
			<description>When I was a kid. I dreamed about having toys like all other kidsI dreamed of eating what that fat guy at school ateOf an banana I dreamed of having a biteWished the bread I ate was whiteI hated the fact that I was obliged to dietI plate full of meat was in my eyes the most beautiful sight..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1643848/</link>
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			<title>Haunted by beauty</title>
			<description>There is somethingIn her eyes I can't explainlighter than wind she isA flower that growsLeaving behind no seedUnique, exceptionalMakes me higher than weedUses&amp;nbsp; her own methodsTo let me feel safe while My heart open and breedsShe is haunted by beautyAll the limits, she did ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1601847/</link>
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			<title>My hopeless theme</title>
			<description>In her castle she lives in the forbidden mountainwere no one can breatheyou will walk in see the daughter of Eveand your life will no longer beyour blind love you'll not achieve that's what everyone told mesqueezing hard their teethbut I'm a man of dignityand love is my reason to livei went up the m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1561714/</link>
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			<title>Angels footsteps </title>
			<description>From the corridor&amp;nbsp;I heard a sound&amp;nbsp;Gentle footsteps&amp;nbsp;Was it from humansOr angels&amp;nbsp;I couldn't find&amp;nbsp;My eyes wantTo turn around&amp;nbsp;My heart scared.My soul lift meVanished in the airMy knees shaking&amp;nbsp;Looking for the chairAfter she come inI couldn't bearlooking into that hairS..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1557006/</link>
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			<title>Home</title>
			<description>Home.&amp;nbsp;How cozy you areMuch painful&amp;nbsp;Dark and delicious&amp;nbsp;a bitter chocolate&amp;nbsp;A tasty venom&amp;nbsp;A pleasant bile&amp;nbsp;Why I miss u?even you are like hell!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1557004/</link>
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			<title>two lovers </title>
			<description>Her eyes of oceansFull of motionsGives him greatIndescribable emotions&amp;nbsp;And like an old wine&amp;nbsp;He make her feel fine&amp;nbsp;He is incredible&amp;nbsp;He is divine&amp;nbsp;She is a picture&amp;nbsp;Painted at night&amp;nbsp;Between all the darkness&amp;nbsp;She shines so bright&amp;nbsp;He cant believe that&amp;nbsp;He is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1557001/</link>
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			<title>corrupted humanity</title>
			<description>I wrote this when ISIS got in Iraq, It's about the corruption of the government of Iraq and the ones who pretend humanity but in fact they are the true Keller of humans  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1556994/</link>
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			<title>The cry that does nothing.</title>
			<description>Its hard to believe youHarder to say I do And lieI know I usually cryI'm not shyBut todayThe fear gonna dieYou babyYour memoriesWill be banishedTo the deep of a seanamed forgettingAnd all your starsThat were full of painWill fall from my skyNo more manipulatingNot even a try Your heart went farFrom ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1556991/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>Life goes onOnly memories stayPut them in a bagTie them to a balloonRelease&amp;nbsp;them to the skyTo flyBut be sure You won't get rid of themSome day they will pass byThrough a song a movieA moment or an old friendWhen you put your head to sleephearing the sound of the rainAnd emotions goes so deep Yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1556990/</link>
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			<title>I was born dead</title>
			<description>Like a shining starThat's made to explodeI was born deadMy hope was stolenWhen I was FourteenLeft alone with no lightFor my wounds saw no cureI read all Chinese books of wisdomAnd tried Arabs strange ways of healing&amp;nbsp;went through all Assyrian's heroic stories.&amp;nbsp;With Gilgamesh I searched for&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1554828/</link>
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			<title>Everywhere and nowhere</title>
			<description>How it comes you are everywhere,In the morning I smell you out of my coffee When out you are still with me through the perfume that you bought me in the night of our first kissI see you through the golden Handel of my doors in flowers of the Persian carpetin the room floor. In the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1554014/</link>
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			<title>A man and a red-leather sofa</title>
			<description>This short story is a satire of my society. Hope you like it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1554012/</link>
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			<title>I'm a broken mirror</title>
			<description>This poem is about me. How I'm sad person with sad past. But I love making people happy. And I'm quite good at that</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RonnieN/1553992/</link>
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