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			<title>mum</title>
			<description>Dear mum,&amp;nbsp;My heart is heavy and no words are strong enough to carry my pain, but you don't need words to realize my pain, i know you can feel it burn deep down where i once slept so peacefully, the cruel world stripped me down from your warmth mum, i never wanted you to watch your babe running ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rkamal/1970118/</link>
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			<title>freed</title>
			<description>this book is not really another book about a girl with mental disorders telling her story and sharing her struggles, instead i will let you know how i made it to the light in separate short stories</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rkamal/1966963/</link>
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			<title>A birthday wish</title>
			<description>the clocked ticked 12 , couple of minutes later i got a text from colleague reminding me to make my birthday wish.what could i wish for on my birthday? After wondering for a few minutes it just hit me.omg found it , i wish my brain would take a human form for 2 minutes only everyday, so i wake..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rkamal/1966007/</link>
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			<title>the void</title>
			<description>The void.&amp;nbsp;There once was a girl with a void inside her heart, a voidso big that nothing could ever fill, or at least that&amp;rsquo;s what she thought.For me the void seemed infinite, like a black hole no matterwhat you threw in there it would swallow and still be a hole, it&amp;rsquo;s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rkamal/1964967/</link>
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			<title>snap out of it </title>
			<description>Snap out of it.&amp;nbsp;Weekends are troubling for me, its a Friday night, i open my closet in a haste, my hands trembling as usual searching frantically for anything to throw on,&amp;nbsp; i put on black training suit in less than 30 seconds, catch my face in the mirror for a split second while pacing thr..</description>
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			<title>we used to live and lived to use </title>
			<description>Hello, my name is Sarah and I am an addict... or not, I don't really know.But what I am really sure of, is that this is how every addict, every book and every story about addiction I have ever come across has started on the same road. I have suffered from major severe depression, bipolar disorder an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rkamal/1962692/</link>
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