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			<title>That Someone</title>
			<description>The most beautiful thing anyone can ask for is someone who loves them more than anything in this universe!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2035324/</link>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>I was seven years old when the drought hit us hard. It converted nearly half of our farming lands to barren wastelands. Appa was worried . Our main crop was paddy and though we were better off than some of our neighbors there is only so much one can do with pumps and irrigation systems and even that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2034011/</link>
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			<title>First Crush</title>
			<description>When I first saw you,I couldn't bring myself to look away,So I kept staring,Wanted to do it for the whole day,But then you turned my way,So I forced myself to look away.After that for many days,My eyes would always keep scanning the place,Always looking for your trace.You didn't have to talk to me ,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2018435/</link>
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			<title>Hiraeth</title>
			<description>&quot; Don't work hard to belong, just simply be.
  One day you will understand that everything is just as it was meant to be. &quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2017895/</link>
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			<title>Saudade</title>
			<description>Saudade : A deep melancholy or nostalgia felt when yearning for someone who is not 
               there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2017429/</link>
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			<title>Her Umbrella</title>
			<description>Her smile was her mask,She wore it well,To be happy was her tiring task,To escape her hell.A single drop of tear,Every night she would shed,No one to call her dear,Or to caress her head.She would look up to the sky,Staring at the moon,She thought he was depressed,She wished she..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2017053/</link>
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			<title>Brave love</title>
			<description>The mind is the strongest,Just not stronger than the heart,Because the love that we build in ,deep inside our heart,Has got power beyond compare ,more than anything the universe has ever got.And so brave love , take courage love,And persist with all you got,Cause the universe always fall..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AryaSaumya/2009656/</link>
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