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		<title>Nikola Zsurikova</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Nikola Zsurikova is a young and very motivated artist with lot of creativity. She has a great eye for detail and everything art related. Her style is believed to be special in many ways: “I love to catch the reality with my eyes and to apply to my canvas, but nut just the reality i [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fully-Functioning Woman</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am your Mother, sister, niece, fiancé, wife, girlfriend, chick Quickest of release, sometimes quickest of quick fix, Your inferior, rival, subordinate in business The Mrs, one you do or don’t miss or moral-less Mistress, Your ‘fun-time’, your ‘sometime’, Sometimes only your ‘one-time’ Secret tears silenced strong, yet The one who’s kept you in- line, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Silver to Blue</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Not my favourite colours but: I love blue, like, Cobalt, cerulean, royal, bright The flame produced by arsenic oxide, Turquoise, cyan, reflection of the sky. God’s paint palette sketched across night-time Spider veins across my skin reminiscent of life lines Blue like indigo, blue like sapphire Lucid translucent waters in Windward Isles; The dominant flag [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Feelings = Confusion</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 18:19:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We’re here, we’re friends Almost were lovers, back then The politics, will never end We said bye before we began Saving faces, ego’s strong, History deep, his-story’s long Our unintended story could compose a song Then write an album; and go on and on Pride is passion, yours is power Defences got weak, by love- [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Soapy Water [A Hoe’s Woes]</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Soapy water, soapy water Let your bubbles console me like I am your daughter Silly girls always forget what mama taught her I’ve put my heart, body, mind and soul through slaughter As I hand-wash, and clean my dirty laundry, Memorising the unmentionable events before me The memories of each man that owned them haunt [...]]]></description>
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		<title>London Town</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 18:19:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cracks in the pavement, In the gritty city where love hugs hate, Where ‘by chance’ rushes by fate, Primal poverty and finance ‘mate’, Foreign naïve natives, look down on the influx From six other continents Where this cold weather’s too much, Where flowers are crooked, lop sided from the concrete Litter, dirt, dust on every [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Joseph Masanga</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 08:33:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Biography Joseph Masanga was born on March 17th 1983 in the Democratic Republic of Congo. He has lived in Hungary since 1992. He started writing at the age of 16, first it was just rhymes for fun, but then he started writing more and more seriously on different subjects. Still, he keeps the childlike attitude [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cre8</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 08:33:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[From nothing to something, From spirit to matter, This is how it goes, When creation is on fire; Every move is a step, Every moment counts, Inspiration taking control, The mind is the only influence, Either it accepts it, Or it does not, From an idea to an action, From the invisible to the visible. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Olivia Cannizzaro</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 08:33:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Olivia&#8217;s Biography Ever since Olivia was a little girl, she loved to create, using any medium available &#8211; even things her parents would throw away. As Olivia got older, that desire to create grew with further. At 14 years old, Olivia realised her love for drawing: “I was on an airplane headed for Texas and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Echo</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 08:33:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[From the land, From the sea, Girl, I hear your voice, Full of pain, Full of desire, So intense, So full of rage, From the sky, From the forest, Girl, I hear your voice, Full of joy, Full of gratitude, So soft, So full of peace, From your heart, From your soul, Girl, I hear [...]]]></description>
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