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I used to think that you were there
The war memorial’s slashed in brash Cyrillic-esque graffiti:
You pelt stones at me, I will offer garlands; You ...Read More
When the lockdown will be over and done with, when ...Read More
Act I
I am in a prison, in love ...Read More
Visit the Mouse and Like-Button
online pub
for ...Read More
come and sit beside me draw near the fire glow ...Read More
It’s not the first occasion I’ve been wrenched
Times
Colourful words lose their hues; a rainbow, in ...Read More
Upon the yellow soul of love, I quietly wept Beneath ...Read More
I am History. Do not talk to me about conflicts, ...Read More
Auntie Elsie, not quite a Chelsea pensioner
but ...Read More
Rolling On the Linoleum
Fearing How an Australian
There was a young artist from Chelsea
who ...Read More
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