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			<title>Echoing voices</title>
			<description>This is for a friend who committed suicide.</description>
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			<title>Flammable heart</title>
			<description>Our fireplace was damp and cold,3 years of separation would be it.Oh the number of firemen to put out just one dangerous fire!I could say I was treated for 4th degree burns.Yesterday we met after long and you still spoke with your notorious smile,And I knew I'd burnt down as a whole then and there.</description>
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			<title>Stairway to life</title>
			<description>A poem I had written 2 years ago.  Read it after so long and felt like posting it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShefaliGokhale11/1687256/</link>
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			<title>Hunting for love</title>
			<description>It rained heavilyenough to merge with her tearsearlier a shower of lovenow it seemed oh so fierce!Headlights would flashand the horns would blarebroken she wasbut nobody really seemed to care.The smooth on the eyes charmerwho she was with night and dayhad found another museand gracefully walked away..</description>
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			<title>Warmth</title>
			<description>I am a very friendly person but to get to know me completely,you have to get through a wall I have built to keep myself protected.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShefaliGokhale11/1677876/</link>
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			<title>Victims of War</title>
			<description>She walked through the narrow lanes,of her once beautiful city,everyone was in so much pain,and all they got was pity.Utterly torn and devastated,she walked on quietly,how could they be so ill-fated,they blamed their destiny.Flashing back to that perilous night,made her heart break,standing in the l..</description>
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