Tag Archives: Memory

  1. Therapy

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    09/09/2019 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I list items down, and then manually Alphabetise them. Not convinced, I filter them again. This time based On length. …
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  2. Quote 6: Jonathan Swift

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    14/06/2016 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    For a long long time, this has been sitting unfinished in my drafts while I kept thinking of a significant …
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  3. Heat…

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    03/06/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I could feel the sweat Travel down my back Running in tiny streams. It soaked me within A few yards …
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  4. Inky Thoughts…

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    17/01/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    This I knew of you When I had met you first. Your love for flashy bags, Large doughnuts and colourful …
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  5. Roses & Tears

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    24/07/2011 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I’m sitting with my blue Bonnet clasped In my hand thinking. Thinking of my day That passed without a hitch; …
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