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I thought I'd write a poem for February the first, but I'm not good at poetry.
So by the time I've written one line it will be February the 2nd and the next February the third, and so on and so forth or the fifth, even the sixth until all the words run down to only one
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I thought I'd write a poem for February the first, but I'm not good at poetry.
So by the time I've written one line it will be February the 2nd and the next February the third, and so on and so forth or the fifth, even the sixth until all the words run down to only one
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A Lit Window.
Back –to-back terraced houses separated by the length of gardens. Why don’t I draw the curtains on the dim orange glow of light From a solitary window?
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First Day at School.(Edited).
Naomi is sitting in the kitchen, her threadbare dressing-gown barely covering her equally ancient nightgown.
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