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			<title>To my wife</title>
			<description>love poem</description>
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			<title>tweer gorse</title>
			<description>the weather goose</description>
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			<title>28October 2025 &gt; time has passed 10 to 12months</title>
			<description>&gt; time has passed 10 to 12months since she was diagnosed 
The shadow in her lungs grew she became breathless </description>
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			<title>From my window</title>
			<description>Josie busied herself making slightadjustments here and there she wanted everything to be perfect for her guests.every now and then a vision would come to her of Franks bulge, he would benaked in front of her, the first man she would have seen completely naked, whatdid they look like She ..</description>
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			<title>From my window 11</title>
			<description>Josie was having problems getting to sleep, she keptgetting a vision for Franks bulge her imagination was playing tricks on her;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;dreamed she had hold of a thick sausage andwoke to find she had hold of her other arm,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>from my window 10</title>
			<description>From my window 10&amp;nbsp;Josie was putting on her make up; she didn't want tooverdo it she was going out to dinner with friends but she didn't want to overdoit, after all it wasn't going to be a posh do all in fancy dresses, it was justan informal meal with special friends, she hoped the..</description>
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			<title>From my window 9</title>
			<description>From my window 9&amp;nbsp;Josie went over to Carol at workCarol now you are living with Frankdo you really need two flats?&amp;nbsp;Well Frank has some stuff for work;a drawing board and other bitsStuff he is working on and doesn&amp;rsquo;twant disturbed some days now he doesn&amp;rsq..</description>
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			<title>From my window 8</title>
			<description>Yes I feel the same,As I walk across the road to my cold flatThen change clothes AgainThen get into my cold bed&amp;nbsp;I would have to go back there in the daytimeTo complete a project that I am working onYou don&amp;rsquo;t have the space here that I have over there It..</description>
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			<title>From my window 7</title>
			<description>From my window 710 December 201815:07I have been thinkingSince that firstnight you stayed overWe get on togetherApart from lovemaking&amp;nbsp;But I do like thatI like what you doHow it excites meAnd the after effect&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t want you to..</description>
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			<title>From my Window 6</title>
			<description>From my window 612 April 201814:33Which do you wantfirst loveYour dinner or meI'll take you firstDinner might give usindigestion&amp;nbsp;Not a slur on yourcookingBut hard exercise ona full stomachIs not recommendedCan have dinner lateras we relax&amp;..</description>
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			<title>From my Window 5</title>
			<description>From my window 512 April 201813:52Hope you don't thinkI am too forwardsI'm not always likethisI haven't had a manfriend beforeWell not to call aman&amp;nbsp;He left me foranotherMan!He didn't want girlsI thought it was me -then he left&amp;nbsp;I..</description>
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			<title>From my windows 4</title>
			<description>From my window 412 April 201810:57She was waiting forthe busGood morningHow was your friendDid you have a goodnightI wished you had beenthere&amp;nbsp; GoodMorningAny plans for tonightNot really watch TVWould you like me to maketeaI have the ..</description>
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			<title>From my window 3</title>
			<description>From my window 312 April 201810:47He went to the windowYes her curtains wereopenShe walked across theroomRemoved her top thenher bra&amp;nbsp;She gave me a waveThen blew a doublekissBoth hands in the airShe made another byher mouth&amp;nbsp;His s..</description>
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			<title>From my window 2</title>
			<description>From m y window 211 April 201814:23I saw as we came homethat eveningShe got off the busjust as I was passingHello she said youlive across the roadYes said I my name isFrankI saw you through mywidow&amp;nbsp;Yes naughty boy You had a good lookMy name is..</description>
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			<title>From my window 1</title>
			<description>From my window 123 March 201810:49It had been a hot daynow as the sunset it turned chillyFrank was sitting injust his shortsFrank was sitting injust his shorts; welcoming his new freedom from the strictness of his parent&amp;rsquo;shome&amp;nbsp; going to the bedroomhe pick..</description>
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			<title>Autumn Morning</title>
			<description>Autumn morning
We were woken this morning
Wednesday the first day of October 
By bright sunshine 
Ho! Good, It looks like the start of a lovely day

A day in the garden
Out of bed it feels chilly 
Ah </description>
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			<title>The Nurse</title>
			<description>Wild RoseAug 2020Having problems with my limbsDoctors receptionist says&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I will send up the practice nurse&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;No, I don&amp;rsquo;t want a practice nurse I want a fully trained nurse&amp;rdquo;Car pulls up outside the doorNo flashing lights or sirensLady alights and proceeds to get dres..</description>
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			<title>Air Raids</title>
			<description>Air Raids09 August 202010:29May and Harry had started to go to No 5 at nights to sleepThere was no 'Air Raid Shelter' for the area there was one down by the football stadium for the workers. No one knew what went on there, the rooms under the stands had been cleared out, trucks came at night and lef..</description>
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			<title>The Land Girls</title>
			<description>Do you remember: Land Girls14 April 202010:52&amp;nbsp;Do you remember the Women Land Army?Some directed to work on the farmsOthers were volunteers&amp;nbsp;They came from all walks of life to work on the farmsFeeding chickens, driving tractors, milking cows (often by hand)The light workThe heavy workThe mu..</description>
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			<title>Sitting by her window ATA</title>
			<description>ATA - Air Transport Sitting in the window 2

12 October 2020

ATA - Air Transport Auxiliary

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			<title>the visit 6</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The visit 6&amp;nbsp;John and Arthur took them into Hawes in Percival'strap, for the six o'clock morning Northallerton coach.Although the road to Northallerton was a Cross countryroad. Running from the Irish Sea at Barrow in Furness, in the west, to,&amp;nbsp; Hartlepool, on th..</description>
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			<title> staf 5</title>
			<description>4.The Shop: staffingBeatrix called in herselected staff to assign their duties beginning with the two assistantaccountants. &amp;lsquo;First, we will set up asystem to register sales and purchases in two ledgers; we will have to create acustomer list and corresponding, customer number. E..</description>
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			<title>From My Window</title>
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			<title>iF ONLY</title>
			<description>If onlyNot in dreamNot in dreamIn personLiveWarm bloodedMaleWith desiresPleasuresTo takeTo giveAs onlyMale and femaleCan togetherGive each other</description>
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			<title>How she likes it</title>
			<description>The way she likes it &amp;nbsp;Returning from work on Friday nightHe had been away all week, dreaming of hold her in his arms She was dressed in a dressing gown. &amp;lsquo;What would you likefirst? Me or your tea?&amp;lsquo;I think you darling, no reflection about your cooking dear,but ..</description>
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			<title>Cycling: Christmas Tour</title>
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			<title>Checking</title>
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			<title>Autumn: Wind blown leaves</title>
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			<title>An Autumn walk down a country lane</title>
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			<title>Poetry collection</title>
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			<title>An evening by the fireside</title>
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			<title>Scramble, Scramble, Scramble.</title>
			<description>SCRAMBLE!SCAMBLE! SCRAMBLE!Timesummer 1958 The Western Allies and the Russian Block countries were at a coldwar with each otherBothsides trying to outwit the other; but at the same time wary of going too far,so as the begin a new war, one form which their could be no winner, bo..</description>
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			<title>The Agent</title>
			<description>The AgentThe Agent&amp;nbsp;Don had worked as a traveling salesman, his ground was basedin France &amp;nbsp;He was trained as a special pilot; his missions were flownalone in a Lysander painted all black with markings almost invisible.Most of his missions were done in radio silen..</description>
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			<title>MAURICE</title>
			<description>One man submarine</description>
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			<title>Unsung Heroes'</title>
			<description> collection of short stories </description>
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			<title>A new beginning</title>
			<description>It was just following New YearTogether with the New Year came a change in the athleticsworld Good bye to the Junior ranks, it was the beginning of adulteventsA change of clubs The new club had a full team of both male and females All the same age They had all participated as ..</description>
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			<title>Summer School with Alice</title>
			<description>Summer SchoolIt was at a summer school at Nottingham University. Harry booked in and was then directed to an accommodation block, which wasalso to headquarters for the subject. 'Biology and Machines'After settling into his room. He looked in at the Biology HQ. The notice said..</description>
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			<title>Skin to skin</title>
			<description>Skin to Skin02 March 201910:44I will hold you in myarmsSkin to skin&amp;nbsp;Chest to chestSkin to skin&amp;nbsp;Lips to lipsSkin to skin&amp;nbsp;Tongues playingtogetherSkin to skin&amp;nbsp;Arms round each otherSkin to skin&amp;nbsp;Legs inte..</description>
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			<title>Together</title>
			<description>Together05 April 201810:31Bodies touchingSkin to skinAll warmAnd comfortingTo feel another&amp;nbsp;Together as oneLegs and armsOur limbsAre entwined&amp;nbsp;Gently our lips touchTongue licks tongueTwo are as one&amp;nbsp;Your every move..</description>
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			<title>The Snowdrops</title>
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			<title>September</title>
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			<title>When we First Met</title>
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			<title>The Princes in the Tower</title>
			<description>slightly erotic

Its all in the mind</description>
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			<title>Animal Farm</title>
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			<title>I woke this morning</title>
			<description>I woke this morningYour hand stroking myhard staff.So nice I kept stillPlaying to be asleepOn and on your strokeUp the shaft aroundthe headHead to hairs andback again.The feeling becameintense.I simply had to move.An impulse with nocontrolA push ..</description>
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			<title>'pon a spooky night</title>
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			<title>Hickery Dickery Dock </title>
			<description>Hickery Dickery Dock&amp;nbsp;The mouse ran up the clockThe clock struck sixThe mouse ran downHe'd messed his nicksHickery Dickery Phoo</description>
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			<title>Three Blind Mice</title>
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			<title>Ride a cockhorse</title>
			<description>Ride a C**k-horse28 May 201810:49Ride a c**k-horse to Banbury CrossTo se a fine lady on a white horseRings on her fingers, bells on her toesShe has no other clothes.&amp;nbsp;People came to see her with no clothesSo many the roads had to be closedThere were Cheers and shoutsLady Godiva where are your cl..</description>
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			<title>Nursery Rhymes (edited)</title>
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