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		<description>The original writings of author Reena </description>
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			<title>A desert May</title>
			<description>&quot;Summer memories&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/739906/</link>
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			<title>Smile more</title>
			<description>&quot; A smile is a frown turned upside down&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/739465/</link>
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			<title>Promise </title>
			<description>&quot;&amp;ldquo;Demoniac frenzy, moping melancholy, / And moon-struck madness.&amp;rdquo;
Milton</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/739440/</link>
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			<title>I lay in the mud</title>
			<description>A tree's perspective.Written for my nephew's science project on germination </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/738807/</link>
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			<title>Saturation</title>
			<description>Hot seasons</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/738209/</link>
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			<title>Amaranthine canvas</title>
			<description>Of art and artists</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/737715/</link>
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			<title>Rush</title>
			<description>Inspired by some of the poems of my friend Siddhartha!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/735446/</link>
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			<title>Yet again...</title>
			<description>You apparate during my stroll
in the shaded glade near the pond.
My feet tangle, I take cover </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/733670/</link>
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			<title>Tread softly</title>
			<description>Tread softly&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tread softlyYou step on a fragile heartTrampled under love&amp;rsquo;s weightA collage of drained promises, mangled by fate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tread softlyThese broken pieces are concealed awls.piercing through aberrant emotionsif crushed by heavy footfalls.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tread softlyfor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/725347/</link>
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			<title>It came dashing</title>
			<description>It came dashing&amp;nbsp;It came dashinground the corner of the street,gliding effortlessly over the cacti fence,entering into the chaotic traffic with ease.One among thousands,yet distinct in its path and chime,carrying fragrances and images.Sepia versions of truth and timebeating out persistent, hapha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/723655/</link>
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			<title>Fault lines</title>
			<description>&quot;No heart is impervious, even though some seem to be but then they are diamonds , no ordinary stone&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/719168/</link>
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			<title>Still alive</title>
			<description>Still alive&amp;nbsp;I know you will come here todayYou are welcome ,that&amp;rsquo;s all I can say.Always better to face your personal demons.Knowing that we did learn Life&amp;rsquo;s important lessons.If you have any regrets, just cast them away.For our shared moments were special in every way.Time has been ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/719108/</link>
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			<title>Familiar vibes -hidden connection</title>
			<description>A truth can lie hidden forever but it must not become a lie.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/716129/</link>
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			<title>A phantom tryst</title>
			<description>Walking towards youA silent afternoonSleeping dogs on footpathsMellow sunshineAnd a pounding beatInside this nonchalant seeming cage.&amp;nbsp;You step asideThe light in your eyesBurning  just as bright.as in those lost yesterdaysGiving me the wayAnd then moving  quietly away.And I make up these moments..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/714130/</link>
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			<title>Purpose</title>
			<description>Written for a poetry  prompt competetion for a poem in 60 sec .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/702507/</link>
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			<title>Soul of the Party</title>
			<description>Murmurings in the undergrowth
Sunrays like laser beams
Cackles of kookaburra laughter
A world he had never seen.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/701478/</link>
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			<title>True beauty</title>
			<description>True beautyTo be gifted with a human birth herewe have passed through several quests.To feel the heavens rain on usAnd yet feel warmly blessed.&amp;nbsp;Hiding from nature, can&amp;rsquo;t call it living.Slathered in creams, merely existing.The blow-dried crown, a flimsy attireand pallor that would sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/697095/</link>
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			<title>Good night</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Runner Up Apr 19, 2011Poetry Submission - Cartys Poetry JournalGood night&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sleep easy tonight, my darlingThe wind no longer knocks at the doorSoft are the wave&amp;rsquo;s whispersArising today from the ocean floor.&amp;nbsp;Sleep in peace, for it is twilightThe play ground ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reena-Prasad/697093/</link>
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			<title>Thank you</title>
			<description>Should I not thank you, I sometimes wonder?When the wind ruffles my hair and the sun goes under.This torrent of words, gushing from my pen&amp;rsquo;s hollowAll bestowed by you, when our duet turned into solos.&amp;nbsp;I never thought much of life and deathFor while you talked, I followed your breath.N..</description>
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