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			<title>Romance</title>
			<description>The ecstasy&amp;nbsp;of pure romanceDrags us towards a brilliant tranceEven if we aren't involved in itEven if we are there by chanceRomance isn't necessarily loveThat part of it is just puffHeightened by the media mogulsAnd makes finding it a bit toughRomance though is actually easy to findIt's plain t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1783335/</link>
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			<title>Friday Football</title>
			<description>Dedicated to all the men I play football with</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1701684/</link>
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			<title>Ordinarily Afraid of Being Ordinary</title>
			<description>It's so hard for man to be ordinaryAlways striving to achieve what he can'tWith them trying so hard to failAt something they want but aren't great atMan being a selfish creatureCannot help but feel weakIf he isn't perfect or magnificentBut forces himself to push harderBut we shouldn't forget thatAll..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1585334/</link>
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			<title>Love - A Feeling</title>
			<description>Love is the most misunderstood emotionAn emotion mistaken for greedA greed for having a person all for yourselfThat true love needs to be true only to one soulTo me love actually is an emotion surpassing allOne that gives us a real chance to allow and acceptOne that ensures that we see greatness in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1561669/</link>
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			<title>Do I Belong Here or Do I Leave</title>
			<description>Give me a reason to stay hereGive me a reason to continue this journeyI don't even know where I belongAnd what I am supposed to be doingI feel so lost in this hollow earthWhich surprises me as a few people like meAnd maybe sometimes relate to meAnd can afford to be with meFinding a place to belong i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1507155/</link>
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			<title>Insanity Comes in Pairs</title>
			<description>Insanity comes in pairsWhere one can appear to be saneAnd the other is simply bat crap crazyInsanity comes in pairsWhere one tends to be calmly strangeAnd the other just is strangely calmInsanity can be attractiveWhere one can stop thinking wrongAnd the other just can't think rightInsanity is endles..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1492525/</link>
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			<title>Natural Negativity and Me</title>
			<description>In every beating heartWhere the solace is mentioned in painAnd where every letter that is writtenGoes as promised in vainThere is always one man thereStanding in definite defianceStaring at all of it saying andbelievingThat this cannot stop meI will keep pursuing ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1467381/</link>
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			<title>The Energizer Bunny's Rocket Ship</title>
			<description>The Energizer Bunny's Rocket ShipWhich is powered by excitement and impatienceIn it's own right, smiling in joyous amusementEnergising everyone with it's power generationI simply feel that it's taken off in meCharging up my veins in it's resurgenceMaking my mind run miles and miles aheadTirelessly m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1462986/</link>
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			<title>Giving Up on Dreams</title>
			<description>Deflated by times passingStrength going down each dayFeel like drowning on a daily basisThe second I feel like I've given upGiven up on pursuing my dreamsGiven up on working for it's successGiven up the day I become too comfortableGiven up especially when I feel I actually have</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1417734/</link>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>How many of us really dream? For me, it wakes me up in peace the next morning. Does it do that trick for you as well?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1415287/</link>
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			<title>Growing Up</title>
			<description>I'm still a kidA kid who still wants to be a kidA full man grown but still a kidA kid who still wants to stay a kidA kid devoid of all pressures of the life of an adultA kid who follows his heart with a glee and smilesA kid who still thinks the world is kind and humaneWho doesn't need to know or fac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1414293/</link>
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			<title>Ideology and Strayed Paths</title>
			<description>In the words of the bard we readAll we speak is of what we seeMeeting each other in unisonNone exactly understood the sameWhere the bloodshed reminds us of naughtAnd we forget what we actually soughtIn the simple ways of man's ideologyWe lose all logic searching for actual sleepAnd when none comes t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1340146/</link>
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			<title>The Lazy Man Paradox</title>
			<description>What I see is what I knowLet me be and let life flowSuch a lazy man's wordsIn a currently lazy man's worldGoing with the flow; enjoying the roadIs said to be a life of adventureBut is that what we really getWhen we look at it through someone elseWe say we yearn for acceptanceFor people to love us an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1335909/</link>
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			<title>Miss You Forever</title>
			<description>For all those people, who have loved someone dearly and still miss them to date.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1334063/</link>
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			<title>Simple Worries</title>
			<description>Don't know when and don't know whyI started developing a shell outsideProtecting myself from what I used to be braveAnd hiding protecting myself from what's out thereI never was like thisKept smiling, never hiding, open in plain sightBut now all has changed and is never the sameAnd God! It gets me s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1324562/</link>
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			<title>Random Words Some Call Jibber Jabber</title>
			<description>Among the thousand pointless wordsThat we always left unsaidThat we feared would not make any senseKeeping quiet about them in fretCould actually spell some wonderIt was some form of jibber-jabberThat got me hooked onto listeningJust listening to a random personPassing by me in some bus routeOr in s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1323639/</link>
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			<title>Forgetting Her</title>
			<description>I am left finding myself in this dark placeWhere I can see myself talking to spaceWhen I actually want to talk to youBut it looks as if I am mumbling like a mad foolMaybe I just got to shut my mind off youAnd walk away from my thoughts of youWhere I can be free from the pain you've causedSo that I c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1297379/</link>
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			<title>Finding Ourselves in Hiatus</title>
			<description>In a place where there is no refrainNo pretension with any of our emotionsWhere we can be more me and youAnd now we are in hiatusTrying to figure out what we areWho we are actually meant to beWhat's our exact purpose in lifeIf we are even meant to be togetherThen in a form of a suggestion you tell m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1297358/</link>
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			<title>Hacking Through Time</title>
			<description>The faces and people we see go byMost definitely have a story on howThey've killed time by the secondTo the minute to the hour to the dayThey become so familiar with the mundaneThat it just becomes another dayWhere they do the same old thingWithout meaning as one day it'll all go awayBut killing tim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1261380/</link>
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			<title>Random Musing 1</title>
			<description>The Sheer poetry of watching;Just watching someone standingIn the midst of nothingness searchingSearching for the purpose of life, loveQuestioning the morals one has learntIs now daunting me about the choices I've madeWill every single word I've ever writtenGo down to nothingness or go becomeSomeone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1248739/</link>
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			<title>The Twisted Internet</title>
			<description>I wish I could find something realIn this twisted wired worldI wish connections could exist in realityNot in fake virtualityWhere we have to search for oneWhen reality gave us noneI wish I could feel safe to talkAbout my true feelings and emotionsIn person and not to a computerOr a phone or any frea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1240895/</link>
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			<title>The Pain of Not Free-Falling</title>
			<description>The heart is cryingMelting with prideWhere we let goOf our own loveWithout a second viewThe angst is increasingWith the shudder flying inWithin ourselves againstOur heart's better judgmentThat our mind went againstOh it's for money or careerOr it's for my family, we all sayBut in truth, we are just ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1236193/</link>
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			<title>The World As It Is</title>
			<description>In thisworld of sheer destructionWhere we see it as a complete distractionA destruction of self, a destruction of othersAnd one day it bubbles up and explodes on earthWhere wesee usually the selfishAnd very rarely the selfless in the same bloody personWho has shown signs of forgive..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1227888/</link>
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			<title>The Point of Conformity</title>
			<description>Living in this mutant worldWith the things staying as they wereWith the same kind of circumstances facedAs our ancestors who laid their lives to wasteWithout realising we're actually followingThe clear path laid by our ancestors oh so rightlyRather than taking a risk, fighting with cir..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1221130/</link>
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			<title>Life of an Average Man</title>
			<description>Multitudes and magnitudes of momentsSome are happy, some are sadOthers are way beyond thatCannot be clearly definedIf life is such, they say we'veLived a simple life of an average manWho fed his family, kept himself wellAnd was wealthy by the time he became wearySuch is a life without much riskAnd a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1199758/</link>
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			<title>Pride and A Broken Promise</title>
			<description>Brutality's hit amissThe treasure and hope chancedHas long gone with everySingle little broken promiseMade by someone with statureAnd well defined importanceThe pride kills a manWho's ego is hurt and crackedBut then, it'll one day come byAnd bite him in his bloody arseSlowly killing him just likeAn ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1185705/</link>
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			<title>Disdain</title>
			<description>I feel my life in disdainNo song, no romance, no passionJust a few empty stonesWaiting to be filled up in spaceTo form some form of completionThe wind whispers telling me to go onAnd so does fate with the choices I've madeBut then why do I feel so clueless and burdenedLike carrying something heavy a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1184787/</link>
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			<title>Now You're Gone</title>
			<description>Just a small poem of how I'm feeling on Valentine's day (which is almost here)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1125232/</link>
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			<title>Pointless Poetry</title>
			<description>When a few people look at poetry, they look at a theme, a form, a rhyme scheme. But poetry is also about feelings. I hope I have conveyed that through this poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/1014826/</link>
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			<title>Dream and Passion of Love</title>
			<description>Far from sights of beautyIn the mind of yours trulyI sweat in my waking dreamIn your very own realmWith our bodies intertwined at largeAnd with no place for air to bargeGiving the feeling of beauty and passionLies within us a great connectionAfter such incessant love makingI lie beside you contempla..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/999167/</link>
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			<title>My Choice of Life</title>
			<description>Like a little kid jumping over hoopsThinking about nothing but constant joyWithout any ambition or passing thoughtGliding through life without a second thought&amp;nbsp;Such a life comes to mindWhen I look at myself every timeA life only read in fictionsAnd lived only in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/999164/</link>
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			<title>Found My Life</title>
			<description>The excitement you feel when you get something back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/998832/</link>
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			<title>Living The Life We Hate</title>
			<description>Jealousy singing in our banksWhen we see money in our handsThe mouth starts wateringAnd we take a job that's annoyingWe start living doing something we hateAnd come back home very lateAnd we get a trapped in our own fateAnd thus we bite into the stress baitLiving the life we all detestTo leave the p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/970444/</link>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>Life is so unexpectedThrows such crazy surprisesOne second it is thereThe next it is instantly goneSuch a case happenedAnd I had no idea about itI have no idea how to reactJust almost in tearsLooking up at the skyWish I had a chanceTo just say one last goodbyeEven though our friendshipWas a love-hat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/930840/</link>
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			<title>The Stress Bait</title>
			<description>A little pleasureWhat a treasureFor people in stressCrying in distressSimple TimesAll those golden timesWhen life was easyAnd everything breezyAnd then that stressComes in like a tight dressAnd life is wrapped up tightAnd we can't fly lightBut did they ever sayTo keep fun at bayAnd did they askFor t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/920416/</link>
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			<title>Stuck Up and Dead Regretting</title>
			<description>Friendly Smiles, Firm HandshakesCongratulating a man in his successEveryone smiling in happinessThinking about the greatness of itBut what does the man thinkWhen he succeedsAt this dead end jobWhich makes him feel suffocatedHe joins the jobWith the thought of quittingAfter earning a substantial amou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/916800/</link>
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			<title>Pulling the Plug</title>
			<description>Euthanasia- A debate running through everyone's mind sometime when they see a person just lying in there, suffering through and through until he/she kicks the bucket. Is it worth it, should it be done</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/898702/</link>
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			<title>Show Me The Money</title>
			<description>Everything everywhere requires moneyOur dreams don't come trueOr we can't fill our stomachsSo money can drive us insaneEven crazy enough to killI took have a little dreamA dream to start somethingSomething of my ownHowever small or bigIt might beI don't care if I get moneyCause that would reduce qua..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/891156/</link>
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			<title>Emotional Control</title>
			<description>This is a different kind of writing for me, and it kinda drove me crazy... I hope you all like it... Because this is very very important</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/828467/</link>
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			<title>Can You Even Forgive Me</title>
			<description>This is not a simple apologyI write for anyoneThis is an apologyFor anything that I've done wrongThat I'm unaware ofThis is an apologyFor hurting you when I didFor annoying you if I didFor making you uncomfortableAnd for pushing it too farThis is an apologyFor trying too hardTo keep you happyFor try..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/815690/</link>
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			<title>Paradoxal Love</title>
			<description>Just a moment of loveCan spring up a million emotionsEmotions of grief and sorrowEmotions of happiness and excitementWhat complete oppositesBut this emotion of loveThe one the universe goes byAllows us to write so many feelingsCreate our own paths and destiniesAllowing us to live in our own whims an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/813599/</link>
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			<title>Show Me Where Am I?</title>
			<description>I just try to hardOf being somethingAm I good at anythingOr I am just getting byHave I so very well masteredBeing just a part of the packJust allowing life to pass byAnd just moving on with itOr I am just standing behindWith people runningRunning fast in pursuitsOf their future scavengingOr could I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/794519/</link>
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			<title>Now Its Time To Move On</title>
			<description>Moving on was a monumental taskWhich is very hard for a personBut when he attempts to move onHe still goes back in timeReminiscing in the ruinsHe goes to ask a girl outAnd she ends up telling him&quot;You are still not over your ex&quot;Which makes him thinkIs that really trueHe searches for the part in his h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/776479/</link>
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			<title>Where am I now</title>
			<description>Checking, wondering, trying to find myselfAm I really where I want to beHunting, looking and thinkingAm I actually there nowOr am I actually lostThese pictures all around meOf successful people here and thereJust stare at me and ask me a big questionWhere are you now?But they never receive an answer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/772507/</link>
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			<title>Butterflies in My Tummy</title>
			<description>Butterflies in my tummyWhen I keep thinking of youJust lost in sheer nervousnessAnd reached a point of sheer weaknessI don't know what I can call thisLove or a sheer happenstanceOr a simple crush getting me tongue tiedOh No! That can't be rightBut in the end I do know one thingWhen I see your face o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/766405/</link>
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			<title>I JUST DEALT WITH THE DEVIL</title>
			<description>Dealing cards straight to the faceAlways maintaining a poker faceBut little did they knowAll that they own will goPoker, a devil's gameWho has only one aimTo take away everything you ownAnd force a little baby like moanA devil's deal- What a stupid deal!In the end, it only makes you squealA little s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/758334/</link>
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			<title>The Poem of a Push-over</title>
			<description>Alone, Aloof, Away, InvisibleThrown away, NeglectedCollege has always such a world for meWhere I've at some point ended up feeling aloneUsed and then ThrownAnd then even after that WrongedPushed over with everythingI don't know if I can call that bullyingTired of living this life of a pushoverWho is..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/754612/</link>
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			<title>Carpe Diem</title>
			<description>What do we call life? What do we call living? I don't call my short time in this planet life or living. Normally we just spend our time here in conformity, doing what the masses do, but we also leave our own paths behind. But the paths we usually leave behind could go away with the dust, because peo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/751492/</link>
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			<title>Moving On</title>
			<description>Coming to grips with the topic of lost loveOuch!! That's so hard to doJust trying to be normal is so very endearingAnd trying to be happy is so very distressingBut when we come to grips with that factWe accept all of life's new challengesAnd we feel strong and give a comebackAnd feel strong when we ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/750790/</link>
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			<title>The Tale of What If</title>
			<description>This is a true story, which happened just 2 days ago... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Drishi/745502/</link>
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