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		<title>Emmanuel Azuani  | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Emmanuel Azuani </description>
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			<title>It starts </title>
			<description>Your deep gaze of desire for pleasure, sinks slowly from the lump in my throat down south to my inner thighs. Just one look and I am ready. I squirm like an unsettled child as you slowly move closer hands crawling under my skin and around my neck. I wait.My lips quivering in anticipation for..</description>
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			<title>Lost </title>
			<description>I see you standing thereYour arms crossedYour eyes wideThe tension in your musclesCausing your skin to rippleBarely controlled passionPlays across your faceHead high..shoulders squaredShivering under the intensity of your gazeMy cheeks flame with desireMy tongue wets my parched l..</description>
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			<title>Guiding light</title>
			<description>as each leaf drifts slowly unawareeach color fallingin the sweetest jungle of our branch and seedeach reaches inside your skyeach breath commands my disbelief You you offer guiding light --How forgiveness makes right?Do you always pay your share,Even when it feels..</description>
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			<title>Meant to be </title>
			<description>Not expecting anything to slowly burstSeems a fire, flame and love had thirstIt lit a fire in two souls so very deepBoth of us held captive in the keepEyes met first then the lips gave wayBodies in motion starting loves playMinds releasing a momentum desireAll the while l..</description>
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			<title>Deep down </title>
			<description>Deep inside,Emotions swirl,Without rhyme,Lacking reason,Unknown paths.&amp;nbsp;Painful events,Happy memories,Sad occasions,Thankful prayers,Angry words.&amp;nbsp;Mistrusting tears,Crazy dreams,Broken hearts,Loving promises,Utter confusion.</description>
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			<title>He said...</title>
			<description>Knowledge is power and the flower of life is oursGet as high as ours, maybe you can see the towersScour your dirty mind and maybe you'll unleash the powerWe all got the potential in our body and soulProbably you know I found mines right through the pencilStarted bodying flows, but f**k tha..</description>
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			<title>Self note  2 </title>
			<description>The sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Grudges are for those who insist that they are owed something;&quot;Forgiveness, however, is for those who are substantial enough to move on.&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Anger, resentment and jealousy doesn't change the heart of ot..</description>
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			<title>Self note </title>
			<description>Trust is a fundamental gel in every relationship, without trust a relationship can't flourish.And what is the foundation of trust?&amp;nbsp; It is the willingness to sacrifice for each other. It means that you both have placed your confidence and faith in your partners and that you expect honesty, int..</description>
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			<title>I'm.here for you </title>
			<description>We often struggle with how to help a struggling/depressed friend. We don't want to come too hard,  We know that they can't just snap out of it by going outside or smiling more. When you know how to help a depressed friend, you realize that helping them through the tough episodes takes time. Silence...</description>
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			<title>Mr Fred </title>
			<description>At a time while I was working at Premium Ideas Nigeria, one of the many things we were taught while operation a high frequency machine was speed and endurance during production. That was a long time ago. I was still a na&amp;iuml;ve kid, hitting 19 and it was my first job. I complained and complained ..</description>
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			<title>A day in my life in Nigeria </title>
			<description>Short fiction </description>
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			<title>Love languages. </title>
			<description>Before Temilola met Ada, she had previously come across the book called &quot;The five love languages by, Gary Chapman.&quot; At the time Temilola found the book, she didn't get the chance to actually read through but just skim. But this time, she read all through, in all but a short time because the book was..</description>
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			<title>Apology</title>
			<description>They say that a quarrel makes people think about their feelings.&amp;nbsp; I thought a whole lot about my feeling for you these past couple of days, before and after the arguments, thought of you more after the other night...And yes, my feeling for you are deeper than it ever was now. knowing how ..</description>
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