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My attempt at one of those poems that have a shape and for the life of me I can't remember the technical term! My tutor felt this was a little sentimental. I was just so proud I did the damn thing tbh.

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Nichola Smith

Wed 6th Jun 2012 20:05

Ha the shape is not the same here!

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