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		<description>The original writings of author kamran</description>
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			<title>The Last Tyrant</title>
			<description>The tyrant gazes at his subjectswho have grown rebelliousand defy his unjust rule.The people are united in oppressionmeted out to them by the Court.The King sets to work his cronieswho do his lip service among the massesbut the people know betterthan to hear their false words.They see these cronies ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1770212/</link>
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			<title>Subterfuge</title>
			<description>This poetry was published in the 'London Grip' magazine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1762741/</link>
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			<title>Star</title>
			<description>It was adark and starry night, so beautiful that one would want to spend the rest oftheir life under it, not going anywhere but gazing at those glittering lightsthat make us mere men feel part of something so universal that we automaticallylose ourselves in the beauty of wholesomeness, not p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1760231/</link>
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			<title>The Cart-Puller</title>
			<description>As he stood watch in front of the factory in the Wazirpurdistrict of Delhi, the images of the past constantly came into his mind,especially those of his hometown. He remembered the moment he left his hometownof Siwan in Bihar for the bright lights in the city of Delhi. Like the rest ofthe vi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1760227/</link>
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			<title>Diary of A Bohemian College Student</title>
			<description>It is an experimental novel which breaks the fourth wall and blends first person narrative with third person narrative. The novel explores the quests of Rahil, as the protagonist explores himself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1760218/</link>
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			<title>Distance</title>
			<description>Streams,streams endless of harmony, of words but not of words in harmony. The day hasbeen suspended, aid to forego by an altered state of consciousness initiated bylucid dreaming. The dream started with a friendly longing as two young boys,long-lost and far-forgotten friends united after age..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1760198/</link>
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			<title>Working-day Morning</title>
			<description>When the first sunlight hits the corners of the big cities where people stay and live, are they really aware of where they are?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1666663/</link>
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			<title>The Periphery</title>
			<description>It is a poem that captures the aspect of rural and urban poverty. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kamran/1666656/</link>
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