Two rivers

The prophecy borne out by a faith that is torn out when the City boys shout out the markets are down.   The future was here and now it has gone and gone and gone and it goes on and on, one minute or a moment for torment, either way tomorrow which never comes is…

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Staging posts

Black poppies on black scree look, but you look and you do not see.   This is like those in the crowd those who blend in and who do not stand proud.   I could disappear in here and who would know?   No one tells you that the magicians hat is full of rabbit…

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Carousel

  The funfair on Sunday and who’s going to pay?   Her ex beaus post photos I don’t think that’s fair, and she in a state of undress couldn’t care less.   He’s not an angel unless it’s a fallen one   another memory wipe   swipe your card falling’s not hard it’s the climbing…

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The magic lantern

    She makes shadow puppets on the wall that disappear when I fall asleep.   The Moon and I are old friends…

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jenny

She spins stories like spiders spin webs I am spellbound…

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The cuckoo clockmaker

They’ll rearrange your molecules, use tools you never saw before and send you back to work. Welcome to the magic store, now you see it, now you don’t. Won’t you sit right there for me the service that we offer’s free, would you like to look like me? we can arrange that. So the card…

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