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In the world of her
On the threshold she stood,
Of the house where her life smiled.
Waving wildly her small arms at him,
Of whom she was the only child.
Inside sat the lady of the house,
Silencing her sobs and drinking up her tears.
Careful not to let the the happy bird know,
Chasing her was the worst of her fears.
All laiden with arms covered under his coat,
To not let the little...
Thursday 3rd March 2022 2:37 pm
BRICK WALL
BRICK WALL
This high brick wall borders East and West, a Cold War frontier that symbolises the divisions between two mindsets. A time of paranoia and of being taken away in the night, soldiers only following orders, you’re going to the East, not to be seen again as you’re an enemy of the state, Stassi style.
For those who resist and fight there is only one option, elim...
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