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			<title>Emancipation</title>
			<description>I can not see.I can not see!Do not pity me, gentlemen!I beg you not to!I have now fled the inescapable,Severed yet another bond with reality,Ended the thralldom&amp;nbsp;that curled my wristsfor 20 years20 years gentlemen!I gouged my eyes and nowI can not see.Rejoice, rejoice!I am at last free.</description>
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			<title>Spare me </title>
			<description>I sit on my desk trying to writeThe sound of Athan in my ears To the left and then to the right&amp;nbsp; My legs contract in a desperate attemptTo capture the delight I open my eyes againAnd Hold a pen Now what's to a moment of sheer joyBut another of deep woeWrite!Write it all down B..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BaraaR/2066392/</link>
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			<title>Rebirth</title>
			<description>Don't. It's too facile, too ordinary,Rilke said.In my quest for individuality,In my probe towards perfection,I abstained.But tonight,Tonight I confess to the blankThat, in you, my whole sank.Tonight I mournThe girl,The forlorn beingThat I have beenBefore you touched my wret..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BaraaR/2063587/</link>
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			<title>Just another day</title>
			<description>Readers!Gentlemen of the jury,As Humbert Humbert would say,Here's a peep of my day:Barren and stale,All my life in this day.21st century's Mrs. Dalloway,You guessed well,It also ends that way.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BaraaR/2059237/</link>
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			<title>Here's a drunken one</title>
			<description>Upon stale water, I standBare as eveGazing at your frail silhouetteThere, by the distant shoreUnable to move, to utterI try to reach out to youI flounder, I stutterBut in vain, in vain&quot; Why the trouble?O poor creature !He's but a filthy treacher&quot;My alter ego, gentlemen, that wo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BaraaR/2059234/</link>
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			<title>Reconciliation</title>
			<description>To shivers,To awes,To snivelsAnd joys.To the serenity I found in drastic chaos,To the rapturous delight I savoured in deep apathy.Cheers!Cheers to it all!To life as a whole.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BaraaR/1938071/</link>
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			<title>The void in me</title>
			<description>I know,I was thereI saw the great chasm in you,the drastic chaos in youand you saw mine.</description>
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