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k he maistly hud nae love tae | encoonter | , that wad hae been different. |
| Central - AYR |
s the ceivilised nature o the | encoonter | amang the fans. There wis nae |
| Central - WCE |
rums afore. The first poem we | encoonter | is Sir David Graeme. As Hogg |
| Central - EDN |
eak oan the many lampposts we | encoonter | . He’s alweys been a curious |
| Central - LAL |
This soonds muckle like an | encoonter | atween a human an ither-wardl |
| Central - LAL |
aen abuird ane o them. A near | encoonter | is ane whaurby a body haes so |
| Central - LAL |
st, second an third. The near | encoonter | – an idea that took on wi f |
| Central - EDN |
really determint tae mak this | encoonter | last. |
| Central - WCE |
ren, twa kemps o the Covenant | encoonter | May, an tho thai withstaund h |
| Central - EDN |
remindit hissel, his saicont | encoonter | wi the filthy stank that irri |
| Central - WCE |
his awn magazines; his first | encoonter | wi an inspirin dominie, Miss |