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		<description>The original writings of author Shivai</description>
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			<title>Belief</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I can be&amp;nbsp;Athena,I can be Mother Mary,I can be Sita.Oh, I could be Allah,I could be Jesus Christ,I could be Mahadev.&amp;nbsp;It is only the way you see me,As a male or female,As an&amp;nbsp;idol or not.&amp;nbsp;It does not matter,As long as the pr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1727998/</link>
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			<title>*8*</title>
			<description>Hope,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; is just a thing we hold on to,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;trying to believe for something impossible to happ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649153/</link>
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			<title>*7*</title>
			<description>If men could feel the pain they cause &amp;nbsp;there would be no pain in the world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649150/</link>
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			<title>*6*</title>
			<description>People are judgmental, materialistic and liars.&amp;nbsp;If you know this, you know how to survive.Welcome to the world.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649147/</link>
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			<title>*5*</title>
			<description>The greatest act of love is to smile through as you see someone you love, love someone else.&amp;nbsp;Only because you love them so much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649145/</link>
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			<title>*4*</title>
			<description>to fall in love is the most foolish yet bravest thing to do. to know that pain is the only gift it can offer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649142/</link>
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			<title>*3*</title>
			<description>You see those million stars in the sky?They make an excellent company, especially when humans&amp;nbsp;can't.but they are already dead.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649138/</link>
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			<title>*2*</title>
			<description>Silence.It is a music that only a few can enjoy,for some it is a nuisance, to hear their inner chaos;for other's it is revelation of their loneliness.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649135/</link>
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			<title>*1*</title>
			<description>I would have told you- I trust you.Only, I don't.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649133/</link>
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			<title>Collections</title>
			<description>Just random thoughts flowing in and out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1649132/</link>
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			<title>I looked into those eyes </title>
			<description>I looked into those eyes&amp;nbsp;As a part of her dies;&amp;nbsp;I didn't ask&amp;nbsp;She didn't answer.&amp;nbsp;Who is this lady&amp;nbsp;I wondered...&amp;nbsp;On the outside she is lovely&amp;nbsp;From the inside a catastrophe//&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is bred from the same blood&amp;nbsp;Been in the same place;&amp;nbsp;Yet there is s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1589815/</link>
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			<title>I've never been so //confused</title>
			<description>I remember how I looked into my bestfriend's eyes, that were searching for the truth, looking into the emotionless eyes of mine as I told her, &quot; &amp;nbsp;Oh God no! He is not my type of guy. I don't even like him. There is no spark in my heart as I see him.&quot; She continued in stare at me disbelievingly,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1589505/</link>
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			<title>Mistake</title>
			<description>Who said God never makes mistakes?Who said humans are different from others?Here He pays for His misjudgements,and grieves for His loss.He dwelled in His creation,With a dissatisfied impression.What more could You wantwith a world You could flaunt,Believe me You shan'tmake a mistake irrecoverable, O..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1582222/</link>
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			<title>Scream! </title>
			<description>A poemish-story... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1570037/</link>
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			<title>Conundrum: Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chaos</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1562511/</link>
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			<title>What love does to us</title>
			<description>All it does is makes you scared of losing your soulmate. As if dying isn't scary enough... -_-</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1562221/</link>
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			<title>In my head</title>
			<description>The angels on my shoulder are nowhere near as old as the demons in my head.-Online Quotes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1557919/</link>
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			<title>Bullying</title>
			<description>I have never written poetry, it is a far too great form of writing for me.
However i thought of sharing this special one i had given an attempt at when I was in 7th grade. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1556159/</link>
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			<title>Conundrum: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>It begins</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1556149/</link>
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			<title>Conundrum</title>
			<description>An ordinary girl falls in the conundrum of the fates. Clueless and too young. How can a misapprehension force her to pay such a heavy price?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1556140/</link>
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			<title>A &amp;ldquo;cloudburst&amp;rdquo; of happiness</title>
			<description>Oh, how prosaic our world would have been, if not for the spark of imagination that whispers in our ears. Don't trap it, let it go.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShivaiMV/1555785/</link>
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