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			<title>My Life</title>
			<description>How I became who I am</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2166711/</link>
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			<title>The Quiet Mysteries of our Indignance</title>
			<description>What waste I experience, trying to develop courage to speak to you my truest feelings. How can I be 'in love' and yet, stand removed from you enough to hold stark self respect at a moment's notice?2018.Cont'd 10/22/2022 &amp;amp; 10/25/2022</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2080938/</link>
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			<title>When it got so cold, it burned</title>
			<description>I feel the pain when we speak. it is blistering, and races-- whips past-- bashing into my face, searing my skin like an icy sleet. You are calm, but burning up inside, I am calm, but lost in a cold depression. You are the woman, and yet you understand there is something that should bring us together..</description>
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			<description>As we sit and enjoy a thanksgiving together, there is a void between us; amidst the warmth we have hummed together between us, a coldness, chilling off the warmth as would an open door in front of a fireplace on a windy winter night.I love you dearly, my heart is sensitive to the touch every time I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2076299/</link>
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			<title>The Architecture of Day</title>
			<description>&quot;Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.&quot; - Arthur Ashe&quot;For every minute spent in organizing, an hour is earned.&quot; - Benjamin Franklin&quot;It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan.&quot; - Eleanor Roosevelt&quot;Men admire the man who can organize their wishes and thoughts into stone and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2061841/</link>
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			<title>The Architecture</title>
			<description>To survive in the digital age, we would be wise to consider how many complex architectures exist around us.At the forefront, we owe it to ourselves to view maintenance of our brain's architecture as a priority in accomplishing our Earthly goals.I write this book as a medical student, who has experie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2054350/</link>
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			<title>Why I feel like a Fumbling Giant</title>
			<description>Why do I feel like I do,Ugly as you make me seemThe big clobbering feet, tiptoeing and dancing around your delicate ego's frame.Why do I feel ugly, like a fly on a wedding cake.Still having beauty in myself,but to others a sore sight in a picture of happiness and celebration.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2053773/</link>
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			<title>Positive Enlightened Thinking In the Second Millenia of the Common Era Society</title>
			<description>A book about thinking more correctly</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/2053502/</link>
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			<title>Common Elements</title>
			<description>a book about consciousness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/1868204/</link>
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			<title>Monster Of Me</title>
			<description>My tentaclesI tried to loseWaving over&amp;nbsp;Your smile</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/1793110/</link>
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			<title>When the Faith Well Runs Dry</title>
			<description>For hope.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/1793108/</link>
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			<title>I confess</title>
			<description>I let go of finding true loveUntil I cried over a girl.I let go of believing true love was real,Until I couldn&amp;rsquo;t finish up at work, becauseThe people I took care ofStarted looking like you.You wear the perfumeYou wore when we first met.And you wear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/calcutta_clouds/1783772/</link>
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			<title>This Moment</title>
			<description>A poem to my first fiance.</description>
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