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			<title>Colors</title>
			<description>You are born in this life blind, blind to visions and sounds you grow up you start to see shapes and colors, lots and lots of colors fill you up to your bones..What will happen if you lost your sources of colors?, what will happen to you if you went back to the darkness after all that colorful light..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/2003956/</link>
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			<title>My glimpse of light</title>
			<description>I was born without...But I knew I had...I grow up Knowing...But I didn't feel it...I reached that feelingI loved it... I wanted it..But it can never happen...Now I have it...But I'm lost...Getting so close... But still far awayA glimpse of light that lives with me&amp;nbsp;Struggling to stay for a longe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1989331/</link>
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			<title>Loving you was harder than hating you</title>
			<description>I love you...But I hate youI already forgiven you... But I don't want to...I want to keep hating yo, blaming you for my broken heart, and seeing you as the one responsible for my separation and loneliness....But I can't... because I know it was not your fault.. you got hurt as I did.. felt the same ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1989264/</link>
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			<title>A Hug</title>
			<description>I was running, trying to find her so we can get out of the building,,,, When I found her she was standing there with open arms and I run to her as fast as I can throwing myself at her, hugging her..We forgot about the world around us...Her smell covered me..Her voice cured me....It was so real, it f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1989238/</link>
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			<title>Not one more drop</title>
			<description>Have you ever heard that the ocean is full??That it can't take anymore?Not one more drop!!Have you ever saw all the creatures inside??The deeper you went the darker it get!Have you ever heard that the ocean can't takethe creatures anymore??It never did....Have you ever heard that the creatures are g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988861/</link>
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			<title>Life is a story book</title>
			<description>It's strange how this could beStrange as the creatures in the sea..The deeper you getThe wiser you be...Revolution crawling insideA battle you must seekOpen your eyes and seeThe daisies in the maze dancing on a breeze.The road that you must takeAwait you sooner or lateDo you think life is a race?Lif..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988860/</link>
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			<title>A new sun is rising</title>
			<description>A new sun is risingOr is it a new moon...Eyes looking everywhereWanting more wanting lessKnowledge growingfaces showing.....The road is changingcurves appearing...A new sun is rising&amp;nbsp;A gleaming land in the horizeonWarmth consuming the world...A new moon is hereWith the waves of the oceans and s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988842/</link>
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			<title>Two Parties...</title>
			<description>Two Parties...One wants, but can't have...One that have, bu't not complete...A part that I love and havebut can't touch.And a part that I love and can touchbut can't have.An endless struggle...Love, guilt, confusion, partedAll together, never alone....How can a person live without lungs?And how can ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988804/</link>
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			<title>Poisoned Gift</title>
			<description>This flesh is drained,All the blood is gone..Shots of gun and poisoned arrowsStuck deep inside the chest.No veinsNo lungsNo heartAll goneall is left is the bulletsGiving as a giftand the arrows that killed the soul in me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988799/</link>
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			<title>Leap of faith</title>
			<description>This haiku poem was for a college assignment and I felt inspired.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988054/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>The first poem that I ever wrote. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1988051/</link>
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			<title>Diamond Souls</title>
			<description>A poem for all the souls out there that needs a little nudge in their lives.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BananAbualkhair/1987603/</link>
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