Chris Shaw
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UnruffledA Poem by Chris Shawswans apparently are happy in either salt or freshwater |
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Now and ThenA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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SouvenirsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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A LamentA Poem by Chris Shaw(Torquay visit without my mum) |
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RespectfullyA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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KeepsakeA Poem by Chris ShawA second write about the subject matter, originally penned ten years ago |
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Reluctant ReturnA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Scorched Earth Burned LeavesA Poem by Chris ShawWritten at the beginning of August, but not posted |
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Great CrestedA Poem by Chris Shaw(river observations) |
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Cries of the DoomedA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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