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			<title>Dear Beloved </title>
			<description>Dear Beloved&amp;hearts;-But there's a time when I got to feel like that-Now as I reminisce my thought are speeding-Back to the hours we never were singular-I used to overthink and make myself cry-But now those thoughts wipe tears on my eyes-I smile on the mirror to get two smiles-That's..</description>
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			<title>On the Headstone</title>
			<description>Don't be a field. A player has fans on a field and that's his motivation. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Barbie_XII/2052786/</link>
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			<title>Lovelorn</title>
			<description>I fantasise with you in my mind, if you could touch the love in my heart you would know the texture of true love - Ntshonga Awonke</description>
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			<title>My book of stories</title>
			<description>This poem is about how I view life and how Ikchoose to live. </description>
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