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The Photo

The Photo This black and white likeness from a long-forgotten war, Found amongst the sparse possessions of a fallen soldier, whose untimely death added to …

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Migrant

Migrant  I am the lolly-pop lady with the fun hair, I ironed the crispy-white shirt you wear. I hand you a coffee with a sweet …

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Double Vision

Double Vision He said that we would be “living the dream” on our own love island, hidden away from the hassle and bustle of commuter …

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