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			<title>Jedne no&amp;#263;i na internetu</title>
			<description>Ima li ovde nekog?Ima ako nisi obu&amp;#269;ena u tugu.Ali meni tuga tako lepo stoji.Da, ali preko nje obuci ru&amp;#382;i&amp;#269;asti osmjeh.On se ne vidi na internetuPa uklju&amp;#269;i kameru da &amp;#269;arolija po&amp;#269;ne.Neka ostane ovako,dra&amp;#382; je u nepoznatom.Ali to je kamera koja slika du&amp;scaron;u.Marka -..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793320/</link>
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			<title>Big Heart</title>
			<description>He asks meHow to say &quot;big heart&quot; in HindiI do not knowHe asks meHow to say &quot;big heart&quot; in MandarinI do not knowI ask him:How do you know that someoneHas a big heart?He does not know?I do not know how to say &quot;big heart&quot;In Hindi or MandarinBut he does not have a soul if heDoes not know who has a big h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793318/</link>
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			<title>Canada By Light, Canada By Night Or The Blonde And The Maple Syrup </title>
			<description>Naturally, you love someone wonderfulOf course, you will marry himWell yes, it is normal that in lifeYou must take care of the material base firstAnd only then carry on buiding loveI understood, if you say soThat is all rightYou say he is CanadianHis folks are from here but heWas born there, really?..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793316/</link>
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			<title>Mistral of poetry</title>
			<description>Thus the story of two:You and me alone...And words...As floods of which no one escapes.Tornado that does not bother anyone.As we love hurricanes.Just you and me...And words...Mistral of poetry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793313/</link>
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			<title>Mate soul</title>
			<description>To find mate soul.Its like asking a dreamto become reality,becouse mate soul isthat what you feelto someone,the fluid that carrieslittle butterflies in stomach;sweet drunkennes without alcohol.Mate soul iswhen you see reality:sometimes feel thathis mouth stinks,you do not like the samemusic every da..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793311/</link>
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			<title>While you sleep</title>
			<description>And tonight while you sleepi write poetry,or perhaps prose.I'll write something sad,because sadness is a part of meIt is my INSIDE.Be glad is my OUTSIDE.My life as a circusand I'm Picasso sad clown.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793305/</link>
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			<title>SARAJEVO,JUGOSLAVIJA</title>
			<description>To write a poem about Sarajevo?How to write a song &amp;nbsp;when there is no heart?From where?From the head cant - tell a lieFrom the hand cant - tremblingFrom the legs cant - &amp;nbsp;dont now more this stepsFrom the heart cant - becouse is not thereI am just ship that floats around the worldIbi cor meum..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793301/</link>
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			<title> About You Again, Tanja </title>
			<description>I will write a poem about you again&amp;nbsp;Or it seems so to me&amp;nbsp;For good music you only need a voice&amp;nbsp;Janis Joplin - Mercedes Benz&amp;nbsp;For a good poem you only need words&amp;nbsp;Your words are like a gentle stream&amp;nbsp;Vltava - Smetana&amp;nbsp;Your prose is like a flowing fluid&amp;nbsp;Adagio - Albi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zokaijela/793295/</link>
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