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Words Not War

I am the Brighton To London Poet and my poetry is inspired by people, places and things. I write poetry when I travel on planes, trains and automobiles, or simply in transit. If a person has inspired a poem they will get the original one and I keep a copy for myself so I can share it with the world. WORDS NOT WAR. This inspired my first collection Sweet Revenge. I soon became known as the Brighton to London Poet and, as the local newspaper called me, I was Brightons commuter geurilla poet. I h.You d.

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I am the Brighton To London Poet and my poetry is inspired by people, places and things. I write poetry when I travel on planes, trains and automobiles, or simply in transit. If a person has inspired a poem they will get the original one and I keep a copy for myself so I can share it with the world. WORDS NOT WAR. This inspired my first collection Sweet Revenge. I soon became known as the Brighton to London Poet and, as the local newspaper called me, I was Brightons commuter geurilla poet. I h.You d.

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