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		<description>The original writings of author iffi malik </description>
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			<title>It happened today</title>
			<description>It happened today,the annual eclipse;hidden behind the moon,the sunlight dripped;i held it in my hands,white fluorescent light;radiant and glistening,untainted and bright;the glimpse so enthralling,it was a sight to behold;hard to deter when it,sembled a marigold;it ended and..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2178886/</link>
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			<title>Mountains of the Sonnapass</title>
			<description>Sonna pass is a sandy mountainous area right accross karachi coast in Pakistan just in case if any one's wondering i wrote the poem a few years back when i went there for hike</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2168407/</link>
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			<title>The dew drops</title>
			<description>At the dawn the cool breeze,though might seem ordinary ,With the birds and bees;and the flowers and the leaves, embellished with the dew drops,falls slowly and mold into beads;like a drop of tear drip by drip,petals bear its burden,taking heartache of the world it dies as it splits.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2168121/</link>
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			<title>The seasons</title>
			<description>the flowers as they start to bloomthe birds sing in a melodious tunethe bark turns greenand cleared sky is overseenbees hum far and nearthe spring is herethe day's span as it gets longand the heat it brings along till the sky falls down with rainmakes the people jolly again t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2163612/</link>
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			<title>What matters</title>
			<description>there's a storm within all of usraging to break freefor the chance to panout ourselves so why not be a whirlwind like the thrashing seathere's brightnessand lightinside us alljust shining and waiting vehement menacing sorenlike thunder from the sky as it fallsi believe ther..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2162821/</link>
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			<title>The sunset</title>
			<description>the shadows as they formwith the sun as crimson as when it sinksleaves the promise of tommorow and unforeseen future of&amp;nbsp;what might it bringleaving sorrows of today waiting for the forthcoming dawnhoping we will be okay</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2161990/</link>
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			<title>the night and me</title>
			<description>the night is lonesome the silence so strongthe only sound presentis the cricket's songthe sky is so darklike a turned out lightmillion tiny starssomewhat dim but also brightthe night too shall pass and a new day will comeso sleep tight and goodnight before comes the sun</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2143530/</link>
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			<title>My inner peace</title>
			<description>The darkest hour of the life itself,wanted me to say that i have lost,To the battles i fought for the worth of mine,To the hopes I had for the longest time.my bearings it seemed and all my pain,will now be my fate till I have reached my end.I had my whole life planned out and drawn,Its..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2142017/</link>
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			<title>How does it feel</title>
			<description>somebody asked me oncehow does it feelto have all life's joyserenity and blisswhen this was catechizedi paid little attention was busy enjoying lifenever extolled the heavensfor the blessings i hadrealized what really matteredwhen i had nothing left somebody asked me once..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2116574/</link>
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			<title>To my sister and maa</title>
			<description>if I die tommorowlike my daddy just diddon't shed a single tear for me just remember my smiling facemy funny jokesand how we used to kidand just for a while you'll feel better and so I'll  feel betterif i die tommorow dont grief so longmake this poem a song so when you thin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2099339/</link>
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			<title>The ocean's allure</title>
			<description>The smell of salt ,the ocean breeze;quite astonishing nature,put mind at ease;The warm sand feels softer than the snow,the whispering waves and the sun's glow;The turquoise sea where meets the sky,is a piece from heaven if you look through my eye;The trembling weeds on standing rocks,t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2060645/</link>
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			<title>some random thoughts </title>
			<description>I was thinking and i thought,all the wisdom that i sought;all the questions in my mind,what answers will I find;the secrets I'll unveil,would they be empty as a frail?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2057082/</link>
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			<title>Don't give up</title>
			<description>Like the silence of a building storm, or when plucking the roses, prick of the thorn,when everything thats right just seem wrong;those are the things that make one strong.Like the galaxies shapen in a million years,or the pain when raw bring back the tears,when you don't even try,letting..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2053270/</link>
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			<title>When comes the morning </title>
			<description>At the crack of dawn, when appears the sun;new beginnings, a new day has come! with the daylight ,brings the morning breeze;the glorifying beauty,gem like dew sittin' on the leaves;The blooming flowers,and warbling birds;The puff of their feather,could be overheard.The alluri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2051991/</link>
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			<title>The silent night</title>
			<description>In the silence of a lonely night;I think of the secrets,the clouds can hide;even the moon,in its glory so bright;couldn't reveal the untold lies.Nor the stars that hide,their shining light;the unuttered abstruse,failed to be testified!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2051856/</link>
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			<title>The art of learning </title>
			<description>The words that we read,we read to learn;Is this all done for the sucess,or because our luck's been upturned;Do we need to pay attention,to grasp the whole lot?From only experience ,shouldn't wisdom be taught.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IFRAH06/2051808/</link>
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