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			<title>Rights or simply Wants?</title>
			<description>Everyday I see banners and newsBrandishing all means of protestDemanding for their rightsSome even resorting to violenceJustifying all these acts In the name of fighting for their rights.But how many actually knows What it means to have rightsThat there is never absolute rightsRi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2780769/</link>
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			<title>My muse</title>
			<description>It was a breezy night when I first met you,A bouncy ball of white and tuffs of grey.Like a mop on four feet, pinkish tongue,Sparking clear eyes like dark marbles Looking up at me with trust and love.That was how you came to our house and became family.Soon,You conquered all,Your pr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2163492/</link>
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			<title>How time flies</title>
			<description>Wrote this during my birthday. Was feeling nostalgic and whimsicle too</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2107185/</link>
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			<title>When you are no longer human</title>
			<description>When we are lost and all seem bleak,We turn to our faith ,Praying for guidance and miracle.Faith kept us true,Filling out heart with hopePreventing us from going astray,Working towards our goalWithout losing our humanity.However,We should bear in mind,Is our goal and path cor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2075918/</link>
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			<title>If only</title>
			<description>Our meeting was ordained by words,We never met but bonded well,You make me laugh and listen well,You make me tingly and warmIt feels great.You ask one day,Are you just a friend or something more,I was hesitant to say more,Coz there is someone still in my heart,One that dwells for..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2074587/</link>
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			<title>Regrets</title>
			<description>Regrets I have lots,Painfully sad but too lateHope I am not yours.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2074578/</link>
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			<title>A reaching hand</title>
			<description>Everyday we hear and see tragic newsPeople killing othersYouth committing suicidesParents killing their childrenSuch senseless deathSuch waste of lifeFor the simplest reason.Whose fault is it?Is it you, me or others?The answer is very simple.It is all of us.We turned a blind ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2069686/</link>
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			<title>Demon in me</title>
			<description>Ever since a young age,They told me I am an angel.I am kind and compassionate,I am hardworkingI am a good studentI am great in sportI am a good cookI am a good friend and listenerI am helpful and responsibleI have good looks and heightI am the embodiment of an angel.That was ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2066469/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1-4</title>
			<description>Chapter oneSkyea heard the beep sound of her handphone. Putting down the hose, she quickly reads the text message from her cousin, Noel. &quot; Grandma just got transferred to a regular ward from ICU. Room number 306.&quot; Skyea heaved a sigh of relief. Her grandmother was admitted to hospital two days ago..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2065602/</link>
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			<title>Saddest life</title>
			<description>When I was a kid,There are so many sad moments,When my parents won't give me candiesWhen my toys were brokenWhen my siblings gets more attentionWhen little animals got hurtIt was simple and little thingsThat appears bigger than life.When I am a teenagerMy sadden moments change,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2065233/</link>
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			<title>Betrayal a bitter pill</title>
			<description>This morning I woke up a happy man,I have a house, A stable high paying jobA dog and a fish, A wife , a son and a daughter.All was rosy and we'll.By night fall,Everything came crashing down,First I was hit by the death of a family,Then it was the harsh reality of a cheating wife,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2065201/</link>
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			<title>Flying kite married heart</title>
			<description>Someone once asked me, What do think of marriage?Honestly, it took me quite awhileTo share my thoughts.Ever try to fly a kite?It is not easy.You need the right place, time and wind.Just like getting married.You need the right person, place and time.When the kite is flying ,It..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2062084/</link>
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			<title>A better human</title>
			<description>Life form known as Homo sapiensPinnacle of Darwin SelectionOr are we, The so call human.Many are born as humanBut live as inhumanMany claims to be humanBut act inhumaneAm I a better humanI don't know.If i can admit my mistakes and apologiseI am a better humanCoz it takes ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2058237/</link>
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			<title>Emptiness</title>
			<description>It is a story based on the concept of emptiness as taught by the Buddhist doctrine. It  emphasizes human obsession  with tangible things,  but discovered how futile it is to hold onto it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2056286/</link>
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			<title>Only time will tell</title>
			<description>It is a story about how a family overcomes hardships, betrayal and all sorts of life unexpected events. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2055566/</link>
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			<title>Words of a child</title>
			<description>I glanced at the boySo care freeNever knew the power of words.When we were young,They told us to speak our thoughts,Wants,needs,fear,and many more.It is a free world,Where freedom of speech is lauded...What a joke....As one ages, we speak less.We ask even less.Why?Because..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skyea/2055535/</link>
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