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			<title>Thantha Vibe</title>
			<description>Experiment with mixing the native Malayalam language with English. It might not work but who cares. This poem might be offensive to some. Sorry about that. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2930001/</link>
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			<title>Moral High Horse</title>
			<description>The title Moral High Horse was inspired by a reply from Davidgeo to another reviewer, which sparked the idea of using it as the title for this poem.The title felt fitting for the poem&amp;rsquo;s themes. Thanks</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2929163/</link>
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			<title>He Wrote Back</title>
			<description>To the one real love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2926040/</link>
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			<title>Patriotism</title>
			<description>scribblings of a wannabe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2925878/</link>
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			<title>Time</title>
			<description>ChildhoodPain&amp;#2013266048;&quot;that&amp;rsquo;s what I feelwhen I look back now.My heart, heavy,my eyes, brimming,threatening to flood.Denied love, denied peace,they eat me alive.Childhood?What&amp;rsquo;s a childbut a folly,a fallacy,a stainmade to carry other stains?People quote Freud,&amp;ldquo;You are your chil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2925875/</link>
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			<title>Leave Me </title>
			<description>Leave MeLeave me and let go&amp;#2013266048;&quot;it&amp;rsquo;s true, I screamed that,every time I was bursting with need.I screamed that loud and clear,but what is it about wanting one thingand saying another?A recurrent question I heard&amp;#2013266048;&quot;from different lips,each with its own version of truth.It&amp;rs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2925647/</link>
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			<title>Revenge</title>
			<description>When love goes wrong</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Thoibamalik/2925643/</link>
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			<title>Leviathan</title>
			<description>The first trial of experimenting with poetry</description>
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