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			<title>Two choices</title>
			<description>They lived,before they diedThey died,before they died&amp;nbsp;They died,and lived foreverThey lived,but, lived never</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1671381/</link>
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			<title>Denouement</title>
			<description>My first attempt at Dadaistic poetry. Let me know what you think I am trying to describe as, this poem is purely based on perception. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1599284/</link>
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			<title>The Calling</title>
			<description>It requires a certain kind of madness to follow your passions. The road not taken can be confusing and treacherous. Is it worth listening to your heart? What if you fail? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1599283/</link>
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			<title>The Silence</title>
			<description>On many black velvet nightswhen the moon and the starshave deserted mein that sort of vengeancemy old lovers claimI lie envelopedin the arms of my mistressAh! my loneliness,my forsaken friendShe sings to me sad lullabysAnd clings to megiving no warmth,just coldnessFilling my heart with despairWith o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1599270/</link>
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			<title>Monster's Call</title>
			<description>When it gets meI see redit burns me awaylittle by littleI want to tear&amp;nbsp;things apartin shreds&amp;nbsp;clawing from insideIt devours my soulIt rises and roarsI clench my fists&amp;nbsp;and grind my teethresisting the monster&amp;rsquo;s callHot lava flowsthrough my veinsI see..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1595184/</link>
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			<title>The Burning Man</title>
			<description>Flash Fiction: A man traumatised with the guilt of a bystander. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1589440/</link>
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			<title>The Flight</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Hush! Hush! Go! Go away! Don't you come near me.&quot;.&quot;Ma'am, we are only trying to help. Please! Just listen.&amp;rdquo;&quot;I just want to fly. Is that so difficult to understand? My husband is waiting for me. Shh! Shhh! Shhhh!&amp;rdquo;&quot;Ma'am, this is the Airport. We will get you a plane. Then you can go..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1589437/</link>
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			<title>Only me</title>
			<description>This poem is about lost love and the longing one feels for a lover. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/priyamounas29/1589428/</link>
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