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		<description>The original writings of author Cornelius</description>
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			<title>through the veins of the forest</title>
			<description>through the veins of the forest.on the path of buried leaves,You have a choice:Go with the current?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And reach the shore?Or branch off, incognisant ofeverything that lie ahead?Where do you place living&amp;nbsp;against life? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1807983/</link>
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			<title>materialised</title>
			<description>another short poem i wrote on a receipt, enjoy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1807639/</link>
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			<title>thief of nature</title>
			<description>another short poem i wrote on a receipt one time</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1807637/</link>
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			<title>a thousand hours </title>
			<description>a small poem a wrote on the back of a receipt in class.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1807267/</link>
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			<title>number three</title>
			<description>for lack of a name</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1807175/</link>
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			<title>in your eyes, i see</title>
			<description>in your eyes, i see:a multitude of galaxies.in your eyes, i see:the aphotic space thatsurrounds them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1807017/</link>
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			<title>five minutes</title>
			<description>A short poem I wrote one time, with lack of theme.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nousaimons/1806494/</link>
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			<title>love is not taboo.</title>
			<description>A poem a wrote after I told someone I loved them and their reaction stunned me.</description>
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