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			<title>Inevitable</title>
			<description>It all ended on that peaceful winter night. As the intricatesnowflakes slept on the dusty roads of an old town. Not a single soul in sight.Wind rustling through the white leaves, whispering through the calm. And I,alone, creep crunching the soft snow under my tired feet. Aimlessly I wonder,l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/2029481/</link>
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			<title>A Letter From The Past.</title>
			<description>Today i'm closing a very prominent chapter in my life. The past two years have been full of tears, heartbreak and failure. With this letter, i'm letting go of all that and thanking God for the lessons</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/2027217/</link>
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			<title>Asifa.</title>
			<description>This piece of writing was a rather spontaneous outcome of days of pain and mourning of the lost child, Asifa.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/2020553/</link>
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			<title>Dear Rapist</title>
			<description>&quot;To all the beautiful, strong women out there&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/1990176/</link>
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			<title>Second Chances </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/1871250/</link>
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			<title>Escape</title>
			<description>A small composition for those who don't fit into this small world. For those who go through bullying and wish to escape this world. Stay strong. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/1863912/</link>
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			<title>Acceptance</title>
			<description>It was an early autumn morning, just as ordinary as any other. The wind flowing through my hair, whispering sweet nothings like a petty lover. The fragrance before a heavy downpour created an aura of comfort, of acceptance. How we crave to be wanted? How we wish to be loved? Yet when denied such swe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Satvika/1861680/</link>
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