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FINDING INGRID 1958A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1958 |
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KISS AND NOT TELL 1960A Poem by Terry CollettA GIRL AND HER FATHER AND THE UTTER OF LIES IN 1960 |
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ENTER FRIEND 1960A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY VISITS HIS GIRL FRIEND'S HOUSE IN 1960 |
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When I Cried Wolf (In Progress)A Story by Jessica ThompsonSynopsis“Imagine a world wherein Little Red Riding Hood was never accosted by ravenous wolves, wherein no boy ever cried wolf. This is the wor.. |
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NATANYA'S LIES 1975A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN RETURNS HOME AFTER ANIGHT IN LONDON WITH HER LOVER IN 1975 |
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GRACE'S DUMB STARE 1940A Poem by Terry CollettA LEGLESS AND BLIND WOMAN IN A LONDON HOSPITAL IN 1940 |
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#1 'What is the meaning of life'A Chapter by Christina LoukaOn the 30th August 2000 at exactly 18:40 pm the doctor yelled at my mother one last time to “PUSH”, and that’s when I came out kic.. |
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BOX OF TRICKS 1967A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL MEET IN LONDON IN 1967 |
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WON THE` GAME 1955A Poem by Terry CollettKIDS PLAYING CARDS IN LONDON 1955 |
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BENNY THE` KID 1956A Poem by Terry CollettKIDS IN LONDON IN 1956 |
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BACK TO HOW IT WAS 1957A Poem by Terry Collett9 YEAR OLD KIDS IN LONDON IN 1957 |
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NOT TO PUSH YOUR LUCK 1958A Poem by Terry CollettKIDS IN LONDON IN 1958 |
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MEETING BENNY 1960A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1960 |
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BENNY'S BUS TRIP 1955.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY IN LONDON IN 1955 |
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"Father, It's Been 37 Years."A Poem by AnnaThe grey cobblestone streets of Londonglistened in the gentle evening rain,as I watched each alleyway for a figurethat barely resembled a shadow at al.. |
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BENNY AND HELEN 1955.A Poem by Terry CollettA SEVEN YEAR OLD BOY AND GIRL AT SCHOOL IN 1955 |
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LouveA Book by Ryan RyndersThree brothers and a sister struggle to survive London during the rapid Victorian era. Confused and struggled with secrets from their past they are th.. |
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PrologueA Chapter by Ryan RyndersPROLOGUEYORK 1837The wind outside was brisk and the rain was as sharp on Gabriel Louves' face as tiny daggers. It was already late in the evening when.. |
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