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Pull the red cord to summon the nurse
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- ABV
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A likely story
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- Last known address
- School days
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Keyed thoughts
- Lost reasons
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- Muchachas
- Miso soup
- M is for Martyn
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- Rather great
- On my desk
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- Remember
- One night in the pub
- Times past
- If you think hard enough you can apply anything to your own life
- Journal
- There is no guarantee that I will ever write anything else
- No factor 30 in Aus
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Saving plan
- Fixed vision
- Standard application form
- Thirsty evening
- Some time ago
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- Family life
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- Not justified and still fairly young
- Saturday night
- Sunday afternoon
- Curious writing
- Pop music
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- Disclaimer
- After the beauty of the urban springs
- Work
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- A thought for thursday
- What happened one night
- Stalemate
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- Things to do in the morning
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- 20:20 vision
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- The most beautiful girl in Fernhill Heath
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Aunt Sally
cooked poisen
in her kitchen
and
fitted her house with
themed family fun.
Aunt Sally
had no taste and
the food she cooked
all went to waste
as we stabbed her
in the eyes
with a vinegar bottle.
Rediscovered 21 January 2004