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			<title>I AM...</title>
			<description>I am kissed and loved.I am saved and heard.I am watched and desired.I am asked and pressed.I am sweated and tired.I am enclosed and sucked.I am used and thrown...A filthy dirt unknown!</description>
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			<title>Heart and Cry</title>
			<description>The night wet and slushy does disappear.The eyes long trained and yet despair.The morning bright, warm and familiar.They open but dry with tear.Bags and files,Piles upon piles.Order and command.Loud cry unheard.Wide smile disciplined.Swollen eye teary blindAgain does the night fall.A pale bed ready ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sudipta/1651998/</link>
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			<title>I WONDER</title>
			<description>So many faces, so many namesI wonder!Crimson blood, coloured fleshWho they are?!Fez, Thread and CrossI wonder!Walls, lines and broken AlbatrossShould I dare or fear?One world, one faithOne God, one strength&quot;Love thy neighbour&quot;Empathy should we harbour.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sudipta/1645245/</link>
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			<title>A BIRD</title>
			<description>A BirdThe&amp;nbsp; sky, blue and vast.I look up, wistful and vain.Fly, fly I must&amp;hellip;Up, Up into lusty heaven.Try I hard, pain unspokenUp stand the bars&amp;hellip;The room, dark, self forgotten.The moon the dream and the stars&amp;hellip;Curse&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; myself, a soul battered.Hate I myself, wings so&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sudipta/1644546/</link>
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			<title>Mirror</title>
			<description>an encounter with self</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sudipta/1644544/</link>
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			<title>BREAKING SOLITUDE</title>
			<description>A POEM ON CREATIVE INSPIRATION</description>
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