One and a half to go

Trying to launch an appeal for the year that is dying, nobody cares and nobody wears #black anymore. first footing at the door? you won’t see that anymore, security you see is the new twenty first century I see it in style pork pie and a smile the smell of twenty seventeen still keen in…

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Love is always..

So many good things and to start, I have lost my heart to her, is that a loss? thinking it’s my gain I tell her I love her, she knows and I know too that she loves, when she says, I love you too. so twenty past seventeen and the new year starts to gleam…

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Out of the bathysphere

I need a coordinate so I will know what path to take but the lights have been dimmed. Skimmed like a stone I always find my way home there is no lake big enough to ‘fake me out’ She waits for me that much I do see when it becomes midnight she’ll put on the…

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