My Interfearence
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The Recluse and the Fictional Lead BallonA Story by My Interfearencea bit weird - just a passge on how people are never what they make out to be |
The inventions of the pigs and the poetsA Poem by My Interfearenceanother look at the state of things in Britain |
Wild MercuryA Poem by My Interfearencea poem about a very famous songwriter - feel free to guess |
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Opera HouseA Poem by My InterfearenceA poem on Jorn Utzom - architect of the Sydney Opera House |
SpectrumA Poem by My Interfearencewe are not all we appear to be, we are not always right, we are not always alone. |
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LaurenA Poem by My Interfearence |
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The hibernation of cranesA Poem by My Interfearence |
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The fox in the fireA Story by My Interfearence |
City DiatribeA Poem by My Interfearencethis is a comment on the expression that people are 'the salt of the earth'. |
