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			<title>Body Shaming</title>
			<description>You know how it feels to be body shamed? I smile at them as if i don't care. But the worst part is when parent's seem to be alright with it. So the next time, I stand for myself and question them on my own I'll be named a rude person with bad behaviour.What am I? A stone? to stand tall and be un..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vinutha_N/2797852/</link>
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			<title>so called &quot;SOCIETY&quot;</title>
			<description>I told on repeat as if to bring a changesociety that, society thisand not to get affected by themi was fooled all this while and realised i live with themin so called my HOME</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vinutha_N/2794098/</link>
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			<title>A house with humans and no emotions</title>
			<description>does anyone know the feeling?when you feel lonely in a house full of people but no one to talk or vent,times when your voice is unheard from the chaotic sounds of chattering,the people i can share cloths and food with but not my pain and anger,does anyone know how it feels? Well i would say ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vinutha_N/2786778/</link>
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			<title>Courage</title>
			<description>They named her fatand gave advices on looking flather mom insisted on not wearing loose pantsas they made her look plumpshe gave up on brownie and chipsand made a match with oats and smoothiesshe avoided crowd and chose to be solountil she couraged to look her self in the mirrorit th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vinutha_N/2781817/</link>
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			<title>Lost Love</title>
			<description>You came in like a cold breezeopening closed doors to my heartsow the seeds of hope and faithand gave me the warmthLove was in the air and we flew the world like free birdsbut, what do I do by saying all these nowwhen we are no more together.</description>
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			<title>Distance</title>
			<description>Things have changedand it took me a while to realize it's not anymore the samefrom a big smile the instant we sawto bending head down and ignoringthere is a pain for this distanceyet we failed to find the reasonYes, things have changed!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vinutha_N/2489252/</link>
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			<title>Battle </title>
			<description>We all go through low point in our lives where we fill in our mind with negative thoughts and have to battle hard to overcome it.Here I describe in few words the state of mind in one such scenario.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vinutha_N/2488826/</link>
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			<title>Expression of Love</title>
			<description>I realized something today, that love is not always expressing but sometimes just cherishing the feelings inside you.I had always thought we need to express what we feel about other person and convey it to them,for a reason that we will have self satisfaction of revealing all the feelings we had..</description>
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