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		<description>The original writings of author Georgiana S</description>
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			<title>White Ink</title>
			<description>March 26th 2017
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1901344/</link>
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			<title>Primordial cycles</title>
			<description>When I blinkI tender the grey cloudsThe soft movements,Gentle the fierce wounds -&amp;nbsp;Grinding memoriesWith my bare hands,Too dense and bleak.When I walk byThe lights go low,The leaves turn yellow,They fly and sink&amp;nbsp;Swirl and speakSilent soundsOf primordial cycles -&amp;nbsp;Too dense, too bleak.&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1432766/</link>
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			<title>The stranger</title>
			<description>I heard a heart beat When I crossed the street,And &amp;nbsp;I saw a face,Who longed for an embrace.A strange entityUnknown identityTraveller of infinitySome sorth of divinitySpoke to me the unspoken.A silent wordSharp as a sword,Threw his heart on a swardOf human sins storedLike prayers to the Lord &amp;he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1141132/</link>
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			<title>Broken flight</title>
			<description>A collaboration with my friend Miruna</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1139726/</link>
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			<title>White</title>
			<description>Today the air is enlightened - Rich in velvet echoes,Urging me to embrace the outside.Where colours play loudAnd I was plain white.... the sun looked frightened.I breathed the life aroundFelt the happiness, but not mine -A dense silence folowed me behind,I heard voices - &quot;It's time to hide&quot;One gaze ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1135917/</link>
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			<title>My mother's dress</title>
			<description>First attempt of writing after a long while of silence..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1132490/</link>
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			<title>Texture</title>
			<description>The dawn has this textureOf long endured painsWith perfume of silent dusks. For how long will the wind ventureBetween long forgotten remains,With scent of violent dusks?The rain has this arenaceous textureWhen there aren't any eyes to cry,The silence is a mild creature,A friend if needed, but still ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/1090698/</link>
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			<title>Mosaic</title>
			<description>I remember the imageOf the bathroom floor.Mosaic of razorblades,The chains of regrets,The pain one forgets -Lighting the stained glass.Tears decomposed in a moorWhispers of the lost amours,Red bubbles on the bathroom door,Eyelids, the lands of the poor;Injuries cut wildy, to the core -Illuminating t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/898970/</link>
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			<title>Brittle rivers</title>
			<description>I'm walking on rivers...The black riversFlowing from my mind.Flowing and growing,With the speed of light,In filthy logic, senselessly...Like words in black silk, floating On the air I see, leaving me blind,Breathing, senselessly. Listening to the air of the night,Makes understanding brighter than th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/889907/</link>
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			<title>Gravity</title>
			<description>Gravity...Has the guilt of my everything.Forbiding the only chance to be free,Chaining my thoughts to the ground.Hysterical laughs on charcoal leaves flew around,Disturbing serene sadness of my glee.Awaken worlds in life's little thingsForsake my tender thoughts to the nothingness wingsDissipating w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/842538/</link>
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			<title>Lullaby for an illusion</title>
			<description>When you feel the cold wings of the airCaressing joyful dew drops on your hair,When your sight is set freeIn a wild blink of rebellious glee...In a time of unreal memories, you'll seeThe places our surreal worlds have builtMountains, lakes, trees Shrouded by a sweet, divine wind. When your heart wil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/828173/</link>
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			<title>Loneliness</title>
			<description>Welcome, welcome back...I was expecting your return,Lied on my grave of black.Enter, don't be a foolish shyFor our tales long to burn,Burn to pieces, then slowly dieIn the same old fireplace,Where memories&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;twist and danceThe sadness of a funeral songThe one you sang to me, In my dreams, a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/826886/</link>
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			<title>The creek</title>
			<description>I often find my spiritIn the silence of the treesDrawn on a canvas of late October.My walks have led meTo a strange, cold scene -I close my eyes, tender the breezeOf falling, mourning leaves. And I'm falling too, gently -Caressed by the air once more,The led sky will goreMy skin into rusty pieces,My..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/824584/</link>
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			<title>To my father</title>
			<description>Laments and shoutsHarsh words and strangled throutsSlamed doors, hurting doubts...This is how I will always remember you.Green irises on blankets of red veinsFighting, denying, throwing blamesI see you walking before my eyesSmoking, cursing...then despiseThe morbid silence which lies in me,All the t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/815540/</link>
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			<title>Back to 1998</title>
			<description>Frightening silencePainted on ragged wallsWet air stuck in dry lungsMuddy fingers on the floor,The scent of pain in every bone,Tired eyes washed in dusty rainDrops of memories lost in vain.I remember all so well...Those feelings in every bit, every cellThe same hungerSame emptiness and despair.We we..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/813153/</link>
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			<title>Antithesis</title>
			<description>White skinMolded in black lightCrystal tearsFaded in dark wine -Innocent fearsCrypted in a muddy dawn,White, white veilsOf the black, black soul.Soothing tired rays...The ashes of canescent shadowsIn black blankets Of white memories, thoughtless daysMelodies, phantasms of whispers -Too late, too soo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/808815/</link>
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			<title>Late night pray</title>
			<description>&quot;Forgive me, Father&amp;hellip;for I have sinned&quot; This is how all my thoughts beginTheir ritual of villain regrets and sorrows.They come, they lie, they spin&amp;hellip;Misguiding words and blinding the hallows,While tears pray for the everyday forgiveness,The tyrants chain my finned tomorrows Forever consu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/805268/</link>
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			<title>Strange pieces</title>
			<description>Strange piecesGather from all around.Put piece near piece,Then something takesShape from the gritty ground.Pour sadnessAnd nightly haunting thoughts in those remains,Then sprinkle tragedy in those dim needled veins.Suddenly, shadows came and took their same old place -Eyes as lucent phantasms and gl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/805178/</link>
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			<title>Identity</title>
			<description>How can I learn how to flyWhen all the skyBelongs to you?How can I learn how to speakWhen all the words seekYou and only you?How can I learn how to smileWhen all the reasons to cryAre coming from you?How should I knowWhen it's time to laugh,When enough is enough,When time is a serious bluff?You smil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/804494/</link>
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			<title>Careless</title>
			<description>Insomnia has its advantages...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/803484/</link>
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			<title>Pill, after pill...</title>
			<description>10/2011</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/802980/</link>
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			<title>Dellusional</title>
			<description>09/2011</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Georgiana/802973/</link>
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