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			<title>Loving You</title>
			<description>The journey from having those unstoppable butterflies to this devastating cold inside, was beautifully disastrous  :&quot;) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/furx/1862747/</link>
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			<title>A note to You.</title>
			<description>How to deal with pain and neutrilize it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/furx/1861717/</link>
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			<title>A Fading Spark</title>
			<description>There's no coming back after getting addicted to the peace and calm of DARK. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/furx/1860049/</link>
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			<title>Our dear judges</title>
			<description>Stop judging people, as you'll only see the limit of your sight, so superficial, so negative. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/furx/1859367/</link>
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			<title>Destroying worlds</title>
			<description>Every soul is a different world of itself. </description>
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			<title>Flashbacks</title>
			<description>How a spark ignites the dead love</description>
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			<title>Life started</title>
			<description>He finally took off that colorfull blindfold </description>
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			<title>Burning Memories</title>
			<description>After he burnt, every last one of her memories,A shiny ring, adorable letters and framed selfies,He sat there inhaling the smoke of love,Lost in himself, mustering a will to live,Dimmer the fire got, the darker his life,BLACK became the sole perspective of his life.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/furx/1851215/</link>
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			<title>Till the day</title>
			<description>Getting caught by the same bait again and again</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/furx/1850925/</link>
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			<title>carved stone</title>
			<description>a guy losing faith in humanity.</description>
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