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			<title>If only I had listened..</title>
			<description>Ravin' Ink  writing group
Prompt for 12/14/2024:
If only I had listened... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2922789/</link>
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			<title>The art of Renewal</title>
			<description>The art of RenewalYou stand strong O&amp;rsquo; deciduous treesCome autumn &amp;nbsp;yourcloak falls and freeze&amp;nbsp;No leaves no flowers yet you don&amp;rsquo;t careYou seem complete, strongly rooted there&amp;nbsp;Teach me too to shed my hurt and painHelp me let go of anger and s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2922209/</link>
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			<title>Natures Wisdom</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Natures WisdomA huge storm came, and the mighty trees fell,In no time at all, such strong, deeply rooted oaks were uprooted.Yet the humble grass, the strength of the pasture..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2922208/</link>
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			<title>Missing the Connection</title>
			<description>Missing the ConnectionShe stood by the kitchen window, watching the crowd offamilies and friends visiting the new neighbour across the street. She foundherself drawn to the window several times throughout the day, each time hearinga group of people stopping by. It was heartening to see suc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2921449/</link>
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			<title>Mummy Amma my mumma</title>
			<description>Mummy Amma my mummaWhenever mothercalls I love the zeal I talk,report, describe to her a big dealEven if Mummais online, not besideI feelunderstood and grin satisfied&amp;nbsp;Mummy talks of&amp;nbsp;pains I cry longingAbout folks,friends about my siblingThe old..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2921447/</link>
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			<title>The weight of joy</title>
			<description>In pensive thought, I listen and I learn,Happiness comes, and yet I soon returnTo the bell that rings for duties, rest, and prayer,I try to heed it, but forget, unaware.The music plays, lyrics, tunes I deeply feel,Longing and emotive, away from quick appeal.Disquiet seems the n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2921446/</link>
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			<title>Mili&amp;rsquo;s wealth</title>
			<description>Mili had to work after her school hours. She lived with herailing mother and younger siblings in a small town. Her mother, a widow, hadbeen managing the household on the meagre savings left by her late husband.Now, Mili being the eldest and about to be eighteen had to take over, with her..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2921445/</link>
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			<title>A Pearl Blue Starry Noon</title>
			<description>Who is the I?
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2921444/</link>
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			<title>WAS IT YOU AND WILL IT BE YOU</title>
			<description>Was it you and will it be you&amp;nbsp;The heart wants to goto my old buddy and meetTo see and feel how willyou treat me and greetThe mind even thenraced and so did our hearts beatWere glad to exchangethe gaze just in nearby seat &amp;nbsp;To remind how it waswhen we would be nearThe melancholy in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2916527/</link>
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			<title>Winter Banter</title>
			<description>                                 Winter Banter Two ladies, off to have fun, not to the mallsBut window shopping through the local stallsWinter markets decked with lights and colourEats, meats, sugary treats less than a dollarHot stroopwaffels and yummy roasted nutsWe samp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2913124/</link>
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			<title>Sock Suck-cess!</title>
			<description>Sock Suck-cess!Whenever I do my laundry, the big spreads take timefoldingIf I do not for days, then from my mother I getscoldingBut one thing for sure even she cannot seem to besolvingOne each of blue, furry, and satin socks&amp;nbsp; all gone, now missing&amp;nbsp;Seems like s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2912234/</link>
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			<title>Cane and cake!</title>
			<description>A short story of a young impressionable mind!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2912070/</link>
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			<title>Soldiers die Nations cry!</title>
			<description>Soldiers die Nations cry&amp;nbsp;Please stop the wars &amp;nbsp;letdanger and grief now ceaseYou&amp;rsquo;r in power for so brief, no signs of stability or peaceCant bear to see drone &amp;nbsp;and our youngsters deadOld in ventilators &amp;nbsp;alone hapless cannot break a bread.&amp;nbsp;L..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2911151/</link>
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			<title>Celebrating October!</title>
			<description>Celebrating October&amp;nbsp;There is Halloween and &amp;nbsp;Pitru PoojaDia de los Muertos &amp;nbsp;and also eid eshujaThe sacrifice of deceased and our ancestorAsia to Americas we honour them in October&amp;nbsp;Fasting rituals end, feast and music beatSamhain specials and Trick..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2911149/</link>
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			<title>Old Is mostly Gold</title>
			<description>Beauty fading &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;eyesight dim &amp;nbsp;hairfall &amp;nbsp;denser I was &amp;nbsp;sociable &amp;nbsp;and now the &amp;nbsp;ability is &amp;nbsp;slowerThere was health &amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp;endowment and &amp;nbsp;paceAll &amp;nbsp;functioning well withsome meds and grace&amp;nbsp;Had fun watching and&amp;nbsp; tal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2910767/</link>
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			<title>A strange-r  day to remember!</title>
			<description>A short story of a good takeaway from small troubling events on a day! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2910454/</link>
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			<title>Choices we make , need a retake?</title>
			<description>We had dreamed of bungalows and new carsComforts health luxury to reach the starsGood days and rich jobs hobbies and pleasureA son and a daughter wud be our complete treasure&amp;nbsp;Bank balances vacations and gala functionsFor better prospects off to new continents Bea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2910175/</link>
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			<title>Love them back</title>
			<description>The hands tough but nurtured so gentlyThe wrinkles, the struggles, and life barelyThe wisdom brings inheritance to every jackThe time is just right to love them back &amp;nbsp;The old things lost luster, not the memoriesThey hang around for us like the berriesTheir life n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2909844/</link>
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			<title>Not a straight line!</title>
			<description>He had grown rich and was now a famous artist. He had acomfortable life and was going the family way. His wife&amp;nbsp;was pregnant, andhe thought her love was different. He was told how excited she was every time she felt a kick inher womb, though he didn&amp;rsquo;t feel that same excitement hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2909481/</link>
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			<title>Our Nature</title>
			<description>When I was small I wished I grew up soonWhen I was young I wished I had &amp;nbsp;talents and boon When I was working I wished I always was super skilledBut&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;took time to remainin awe of nature until I retiredHow the skies and stars and sun and moon so vibrant andshinyP..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2909467/</link>
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			<title>Genuine 1-to-1</title>
			<description>Genuine 1-to-1&amp;nbsp;She and her man dressed up in their best ethnic wearsTold the kids to also choose decent attires They&amp;nbsp; were always toldand felt too that you get treatedThe&amp;nbsp; same way you dress talk , presented and getevaluated.&amp;nbsp;There were many guest ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2909272/</link>
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			<title>Do you hear me.. Do you feel it too?</title>
			<description>Lovelorn, When you miss someone special, true feelings</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2909124/</link>
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			<title>When I am with my husband</title>
			<description>When I am with my husbandThe days and nights are festiveEven the chaos is meditativeWe cook shop gym and talkRoutine is fun round the clock.&amp;nbsp;We are accommodative of each otherin the seasons of winter and summerwe dont ask much from one anotherbut openly compl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ansr/2908850/</link>
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