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What’s the story behind your nickname? “The determinator” – I was given this nickname by this really short guard I was playing amateurish, lockdown defence against at my local leisure centre. Yeah, he was the kind of player who had crazy handles and scored by laying up the ball instead of shooting it. This happened…
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I take German lessons in the evening
I take German lessons in the evening and this week the countryside in my mind had no forest fires, tsunamis and hurricanes, all thanks to me replacing a bad teacherwith a good one, someone who likesto paint with words… What a difference that has made!I was a few grammar corrections away from telling the teacher,…
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In the cinema
(reworked) In the cinema, before the advertscame on,she rested her head on my shoulder, and I couldn’t help but noticethe red-carpet-red seats around us. We held hands shortly after,and this became one of those dreamsI wishI couldhave againsomeday… Sigh Wan 18/12/2024 (original release) 14/10/2025 (reworked)
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Maybe a diver
Maybe a diver whose toes are like talons on the edge of a platform would feel how I feel when I see Embankment station down the street on my way home from the office, the sky – a dark ocean blue. There are so many people going my way, the other way, crossing the bridge…
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Going to bed early
The back of the sofaI rested my head on Was hard when I pushed down on itBut being quite new, it could still Push back. That night, Like so many others before it, And to come, I clicked away on the Amazon Firestick remote Like I was playing Sonic or Mario Just to find something…
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They were all judges
They were all judges but unlike them in their dark suits,He wore a silk robe, hand-dyed, bluish grey, I would say a tad too big for him,And definitely too big for me. Come sit on the edge of my bed and watchShota try and beat platters of Nigiri and Sushi Rollswith rice, tuna, guts and…
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Recovery
Recovery is the wave of texts That come in over time, Washing away the one from her. Our texts are in bottles out at sea, For someone to collect and Maybe ask themselves: “is it over?” Sigh Wan
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She got in her car in a hurry
You cut through me when you Stared into my soul Before you left Without looking back Sigh Wan