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			<title>Toxic love</title>
			<description>Love, when poured more than neededProduces toxin which gets spreadedFights happen, distances are formedNot even a simple Hi-Hello hear a sound.How can too much love, end all the love?All those heart felt infinites disappears at one goMaking one person go through hell,While other wond..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/2020578/</link>
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			<title>A Dil</title>
			<description>A DilMana ki jo gujare the kal mein tereWoh fursat se badnaam kar gayeKhada tu aaj bhi wahiUnke intezaar mainChodd gaye aanjane meinLage yunhi har pal tumheKya phir mil payeingePunchoo na mujhseSab hai tere passPhir bhi tu kyun royeAb na kar tu khataChodd gaye woh hume..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1997307/</link>
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			<title>Tere Bin</title>
			<description>kiya tune kya ye batahua khudse main bepatajee na pau main tere binyuhi guzhare sare dinsochun tujhe sari raatkhamosh rahu har dinfir bhi keh na pau puri baatjo adhura hu main tere bin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1938621/</link>
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			<title>Ek Mauka</title>
			<description>Hu main ek mauke ke talash main,Na jane kab milega aur zindagi badal dega,Fir sochta hu, mila toh bhi kya main use jeet main tabdil kar paunga?Ye zindagi ka waqt jaha lok apni zindagi banate hai,Main abhi bhi hu us ek mauke ke talash main,Jo main jeet lu aur banalu apni zindagi,Kaha to j..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1922962/</link>
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			<title>That Easy!</title>
			<description>The feeling when someone says a thing which hurts you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1908964/</link>
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			<title>Loneliness</title>
			<description>You search and searchfor someone who cares,anyone who understands...loneliness,it hurts,it kills you deep inside,it makes you feel empty,it stops you in your stride,you cry yourself to sleep,hugging your pillow tightwishing for someoneto hold you through the night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1905403/</link>
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			<title>Sapna</title>
			<description>Baatoon se nikalti rahe naiye baateinPhir wohi baatein leke&amp;nbsp;Geet koi main likhuJo sab ke dil ko chu leMain chala ja raha hu jis aurTeri jarurat hai mujhe uss moadBaatoon baatoon mein kar bethein mulakateDhundha tha jo tujhe haar galiBass kaffi hai ki tu mujhe miliAab khushi Khushi se katey ye d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1904321/</link>
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			<title>Why Should I Miss You?</title>
			<description>A feeling where we miss someone and then resist that feeling </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1899404/</link>
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			<title>A Letter To Friendship</title>
			<description>Dear Friend,			There are days when i almost convince myself all is well and laugh with the memories in my mind wishing if we could be same and recreate memories.			The hardest part about growing up is becoming strangers or behaving like one with each others. Even if we grew up together, have seen ea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1898269/</link>
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			<title>The Killer</title>
			<description>Sometimes we try to save a relation which is already dead&amp;nbsp;Maybe we don't notice it dying or maybe we try saving it late,and it diesWe think, we think a lot, what possibly must have went wrong,&amp;nbsp;many thoughts run by our mind,butwe never settleSo, i'm still finding what possibly i might have ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1898264/</link>
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			<title>Don't have a title yet</title>
			<description>Story of two brothers that's all i can say.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vabpatil/1898252/</link>
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