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Random First Lines:Most of my poetry is based on a picture. What I see when I look at the picture. It is true.. A picture does paint a thousands words. But you don't... » Read
Arthur Kirkland is having trouble moving on after the death of his lover, Alfred F. Jones. After many sleepless nights, he finally decides to leave his house and enjoy his life instead of being caged inside.
When a Gurkha and a British Private get stuck in a small trench during a fire-fight against Axis opposition.
Will they survive?
Metaphor and Metonymy as interspatial boundaries overlap; they are not language disorders as propounded by Jakoson but submergences of meaning.